You tell her, that if you fabricated the key, than she can prove using the fake key and showing it doesn't work., but if it does work on the door, then you must be the new tenant.
The pale lady stays quiet.
Pale lady: Hmmm... nope. I think I'll just digest you instead.
You get frustrated. How can she discontinue such a clear fact.
Pale lady: That sounds like a lot of work, to get up and use the stupid thing, when I can just sit here and work you down.
You get angry, and give a swift kick in her gut calling that out as a bad excuse.
Pale lady: Hey, it's your fault, that you made me eat you on the other side of the room. If I was closer to the door, I might've actually tried your idea out. You don't think your stuff through, and that's why you're in my smelly gut right now. Oh and here is your stupid key back.
She tilts her head, and readies to swallow the key, but halts after she reads, what the key says on it.
Pale lady: Wait a minute, this key has the motel crest. No other key maker has this. I guess that means you are my new tenant. Shoot, you idiot, why didn't you tell me it was the room key? I was about to digest you, and you were gonna let it happen you big dummy.
She then lifts her butt. and pushes you out. Her passage smells just as bad coming out as it does coming in, but at least you stay awake through the full tour this time. You land on the ground, covered in ghoul shit. She pushes a little more, and drops more of her excess wast on your chest.
Pale lady: Oh man, you smell terrible. Go wash up in the shower. I don't want my room smelling like ghoul shit all day.
You find yelling back to her at this time to be a one way ticket back inside her stomach, so you comply, and take the shower. You spend about an hour in there, since you can't seem to wash out the scent of her fecal matter covering you. At one point you give up and finish your shower. When you head out, the place is cleaned up, and the Pale lady is standing there expecting you.
Pale lady: you were in there for a long time. Was it really that bad in there?
You tell her, that it could've been worse, but say nothing more.
Pale lady: Alright, well, now that we have the moment behind us, we can introduce each other. I'm Claudia, Sorry I accidentally shoved you up my butt.
She brings out her hand. and you shake it excepting the apology.
The both of you go to bed for the night, and wake up the next morning. You survived the night, and you didn't wind up trapped in Claudia's gut. You and Claudia wave each other off, as you head downstairs to the hostess. You pass her the key, and she looks at it for a few minutes, followed by sniffing the key. She then looks at you with a sign of disappointment.
Hostess: I told you to knock on the door first. Now I gotta wash this thing down in bleach or something.
You scratch the back of your head as you apologize. She waves you off as you head out. You go through the front door, and your car is right in front of you, fixed up and ready to hit the road.
Congratulations. Even though you failed to just knock on the fucking door, you still found a way to survive the night. Just make sure to take a shower when you get to the next rest stop.
The smelly end.
