Ronald
*A small, barely noticeable pang of anger washed over the centaur, the bizarre question seeming like ridicule from one in a similar situation as him. He shook his head, drawing his lips tight as he stared into the open door.*
"No. I don't know why you would ask, considering you're in the same predicament. There's only a handful of taverns that accommodate our sorts, so I've never seen an authentic interior."
*His irritation subsided exceedingly quickly, replaced with a solemn resignation as he offered a wry smile.*
Marsha
*Melody would retract a bit from his anger, eventually seeing it subside once more and deciding to take opportunity in it as she'd offer a hand out to him.*"Would you like to?"*She'd ask him.*"You said you would have asked a friend to accompany to try something inside. I promise it's not as bad as you'd think."*Though lacking the context of what she meant by it, Melody would smile back towards him more so encouragingly as if trying to will him to accept.*
Ronald
"...If I was capable of such a feat, then yes of course."
*Circine returned, the ridiculousness summoning a mirthful chuckle, his brow raised in slight confusion - for Melody seemed not to be asking for curiosity's sake.*
Marsha
"Who knows? The world can be full of surprises."*She'd say, tilting her head back in wonderment as she'd take his hand and would slowly pull him towards the door. Though appearing small in comparison to them, a broad golden light would caress itself across their finger tips. It was temporary, yet blossoming enough in color to not go unnoticed. Melody didn't seem to react to it, most likely used to the passage of magic as she'd continue on to the door. At first it didn't appear anything had changed, though the closer they got to it, Circine could notice the entry way to the tavern seemingly beginning to grow larger or rather, he was getting smaller. Much, much smaller. 

The changes happening were most noticeable on Melody. The deer half seemed to fade into nothing more than a trick of lighting while the rest of her body began to replace itself with hardened scales running along her arm in its reddened-orange hue similar to that of what her hair color used to be before it too was replaced in her transformation. Tiny orange claw-like hands now held onto Circine's though he was hardly any different in having a pair of his own with the duo transforming into a couple of Ryujins. Now at a quarter of what their size used to be, entering didn't seem like such a troubling feat with the grand atmosphere of the tavern welcoming in its warm and jolly feel, at least so it seemed at their shortened height.*"Not too bad right?"*She'd ask him, voice never changing despite looking back with a face completely unlike what it used to be.*