Emma gave a laugh at Giselle's confidence. Though she had the utmost faith in her, for most people, giving up technology was like giving up your arm, or leg. Most people would sooner die then do without. Throwing the covers off her, revealing her red silk underwear, she walked into the bathroom, ready to show Giselle how to use it.<br/><br/>"Bath first, huh? Alright well... see this?" She pointed to the porcelain tub in the corner of the bathroom. "That's the bathtub. This little nob right here starts to fill it..." She pulled the faucet nob out, causing water to rush from it, into the tub. "And if you want a bath, just turn this little thing here to plug the drain..." She twisted the drain stopper, causing it to fall down and clog the drain, causing the tub to fill. "In the event you want a shower, just open the drain, and pull this little thingie here..." She pointed to the small pull-tab over the faucet which activated the shower. "When you're done with your bath, just pull the plug up, and let the water drain..." She took a bar of soap from the counter and opened it, placing it on the small dish on the wall near the tub. "Some soap for you, in case you want to smell pretty." She added in, more as an after thought. She took a towel from the rack and moved it closer. "And when you're done, just use this to dry off." She smiled at her handiwork, and nodded. "If you need any more help, just let me know." She stepped out and took a look around the room, taking stock of what was around. A grim realization was seen.<br/><br/>"Oh... on that note, Giselle... there's only one bed... It's yours." She snapped to a conclusion, starting to re-organize the chairs in the room so she could sleep on them.