You run over to your Datsun 120Y.  You spent all your money on your house so your car is pretty shite.  It's a pity you didn't remember to bring your keys out with you.  And why not a picnic lunch while you were at it?  What the hell is a hotel going to do?  Giant banana's aren't going to say "oh well, perhaps we should have some tea and scones and leave him alone.  I certainly don't want to go into a hotel."

It's too late now, however.  The bananas have found you....

The End