"I'm sure we can find some little... nook or cranny for you." Babs giggled, and lead him out of the room. Spotting Andalun (yes the magical bakery delivery guy made regular deliveries to Ptricia's) half carrying a swaying raccoon out of a side room, she waited until they'd passed, and went in. It was a well appointed bedroom, with a double bed, and an odd sarcophagus in the corner.