When Giants Meet...

...the world trembles. In joy and mirth, as it turned out. Alternate Brain meets deuddersun.

The backstory is d gave me his room number over the phone. We went to the motel and I asked how to get to his room and I got the room number wrong. The desk clerk, a very nice young lady, knew instantly that I must be up to some scam and she needed to protect her guests so she called him and he and his lovely daughter came down to meet us and this is the hysteric historic meetup, like the U.S. and U.S.S.R. at the Rhine.

Update:

Oh crap, it's HUGE! Ran off the screen onto the file cabinet! I tried to reduce the size but failed so far.

Update II:

Got it!