<div class="floatright">(https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/713/20855003814_c0159ca870_o.jpg)</div>"Nonsense," stated Hoshino calmly, still tense from Deathshadow's unpleasant leave-taking but working to keep that from affecting how she treated the other two young women.  "I told Deathshadow that the bed was yours, and I mean that.  I have an extra blanket and two cushions, from the 'picnic items' list that we can use.  There is nothing that prevents it from being used inside the inn."<br/><br/>Activating her inventory, she accessed the mundane items listing and rezzed a thick comforter style blanket and two sitting cushions; perhaps not the best pillows, but they would work.  Sara and she had used them at the ridge where they had watched the sunset not even hours before.  Then she clicked on a few other inventory item buttons and her clothes changed, becoming at once far less revealing and far more intimate:  a short - nearly too short - kimono with a large bow with especially long ties, and simple okaba sandals that kept her from being too much shorter than her friend.<br/><br/>"It's really too bad that there's no way to duplicate alcohol in here; a sleepover is better with sake."  She walked over to the corner and started rezzing food items and cooking ware.  "It might not be the most wise investment in skills, but I did take Cooking Skill; it is supposed to give bonuses, when you prepare the proper ingredients and have  successful check.  Though why someone would go so far as it add virtual eating to a virtual world..."  She shook her head.  He was insane.  Brilliant, a true genius.<br/><br/>And totally fucking bonkers.