Zahir grins back over at the woman as he drains the last of his drink. "That's mighty good, that is. They're in my wagon out back. They should be fine for the night, I've already gotten them fed and the wagon is covered so they'll be dry." Zahir reaches over the bar to grab the room keys, looking them over. "Which room do you recommend? And is there a bath here? It's been a long trip."