Yakaiyo Kiriyami
"I suppose so."

*Yakaiyo graciously accepted the towel, drying her face and hair, before dabbing the towel onto her wet clothes. She would deal with it later; perhaps hanging it to let it dry.

"Any... Sake? Or sochu? Or maybe plum wine; that's a favorite of mine I haven't had recently."

*Then, Yakaiyo recalled Horace's earlier statement.*

"You said bed. Were there two beds in the room? Or only one?"
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How is this always the consistent plot twist lmao
Horace Caranaro "Manwhore "
"Hm. Abit exotic and expensive for the region, but they might have something."
*Horace saunters over to the wine cabinet, which was more of a alcohol closet with the variety it held. Carefully, Horace scans the box, drawing his finger from bottle to bottle before finding one.*
"We're in luck. Looks like they just had a new shipment of Sake. Remind me to buy some Plum Wine when we get home."

*The elf fetches the bottle, an obvious culture swap from the rest of the clear glass bottles. He then swaps to the cupboards, passing through till he finds a few fine china for the occasion. Two sake cups, old, paint fading, and threatening to be chipped.*
"Not as good as I'd hoped. Let's get to the room shall we?"