"Nope. Just put them on Everan's tab, barkeep," she says with a laugh, heading outside, before their quick teleport to just outside one of the largest resort hot springs in the planes. Perhaps more importantly, mixed-gender (and species) hot springs.<br/><br/>Sharlin quickly talks her way in, much the same way; apparently, Erevan is not an unknown here, either, and, before long, they're being escorted to the locker rooms, if they wish to store anything in the special safes, designed only to open to the user's touch. Towels are provided, but bathing suits are not, and he can easily see, from the other visitors, not needed.