You're not the boss of me. [She made a little joking face on him, defiant out of humor. But then she spoke more seriously.] Even if it was someone I didn't like, I'd feel bad about it- well, alright. If it was one of my demons I wouldn't feel bad at all.

[In front of the hotel there's a set of double doors. She starts to open them, and they're locked.] What the hell? [Irene never locked the doors. Especially with Cordelia having "guests" coming at all hours. She steps back from the door, and then glances over at Doyle.]

Alright, so I guess we gotta find a key.