Polly didn't go out for dinner, nor did she order room service from the hotel; Victor found out only after he finished his work.
When he arrived at Polly's room, all he saw was papers scattered everywhere. Polly had her hair tied up with a pencil and was lying over the desk drawing, with even more waste paper at her feet.
Victor didn't disturb her, instead leaning against the wall at the entrance, watching the woman inside who was sometimes frowning, sometimes scratching her head in frustration. Turns out, she also had moments where she focused on serious tasks.
Victor stood for a while, turned around, and left, ordering late-night snacks to be delivered to the room. Polly looked up at him while chewing on a pencil, then lowered her head to continue drawing.
Once Victor finished handling his work, he saw it was already 2 AM.
He initially thought about resting, but somehow felt compelled to check if Polly had gone to sleep.
