Chain of events

Ok so last night I had a series if events that led to this situation. . .
It was a an order from Applebee’s and drop off was 2miles at a hotel. First, there was a bar fight when i got there and I just needed to get the food and the hell UP out of there! I go around the fight and into their kitchen cause lets face it, we have bills to pay and first things first…(watch while we wait cause why not?) Finally get the ladies order and get on my way. ( the bartender won for inquiring minds…)
No one is in the lobby but a chatty strapping young man on the elevator, just got back from his softball practice and fetch himself some whataburger. We chatted how he saw the line was empty and made that quick dash cause lets face it, EVERYBODY knows Whataburger is the hottest place to get into! Get on the waiting list and if you see an opening you pull over! We parted ways on the second floor. He headed to the fourth. ( he lost his game for those inquiring minds.)
Made it to the ladies suite and knocked as I pulled out her items. A couple in hoodies came out and stared at me as I placed food down. They got into the elevator and I called the customer to inform them their food was there. I called and waited went straight to voicemail. I knocked and still nothing. I called and straight to voicemail. At this point I made rash decisions to go ahead and take photo and mark order as delivered while I continue to wait. I sent her picture and I heard movement so I assumed she was preoccupied or playing the game of lets see how long we can hold up this dasher . either way I wanted no part so I left. I got another order and at that hour during the week, you can’t pass them up. She later send this conversation.