Marks gives a defeated sigh, as he hands over the bird.<strong>"Fine, Twenty it is."</strong>Though he was pretty sure the bird was worth more, it was a waste time to argue. First off he wanted a bath, then sustenance, and finally sleep; in that order. Looking over to Sigmund, Marks adds.<strong>"I think for that price, we might as well have her fix us a nice omelet. I doubt were going find any one in this town that wants to raise them."</strong>Looking back to the women, Marks asks.<strong>"So what are your nightly rates for a room, also do you have some form of bath or washroom?"</strong>