Abia shrugged, “Generally for the full service: shelter, bath, food, etc. it comes out to about one and a half shilling. But if you need to pay me less, even just a few pence, then that’s fine. I can make it up tonight when the bar itself opens.” She gave the girl a wink, easing whatever worry of payment to ensure her that she will still be taken care of. “Just come and let me know when you’re ready for that bath and I’ll draw it right up.” She said before disappearing in the kitchen to make her the tea.