The Doctor listened to Dani's idea, but something tugged in the back of his mind. Sniffing the air, trying to ignore the stench of rubbish, he concluded that the day was Saturday. That meant tomorrow was Sunday. He had a day before the building would be fully open again. A day to figure out what was going on. 

"We'd perhaps better just leave, it's locked already and the sooner that Travarian looses our scent the better." The Doctor explained to Dani. She suddenly offered him her sweatshirt, but he gently declined the offer by putting his hands up. His Time Lord immune system was keeping him warm enough. He glanced over to her, noticing her warm features. "We'd better get to this hotel of yours." 

The Doctor looked down the alley towards the dimply lit street and he sniffed the air once again. 2:30 am, hopefully not too many people around. "Know any good taxi services around here?"