Alex follows Jenny closely, drenched to the bone himself, and accepted a towel from one of Sophronia's followers which he drapes around himself...and Jenny, almost pulling her into his lap to share warmth at the same time and giving the appearance of helping sop up some of the worst of the rain.<br/><br/>Harmony also enters.  Something's odd about her.  There's a little less gray in her hair, as if the rain washed it out or something.<br/><br/>"Nice place you got here," she quips.  "Kind of cozy.  Wonder if there's anyone else around here, or if this is one of those ski lodges that's only manned in winter."