Rayne’s eyes darted between the two attractive ladies that operated the bath house as they argued among themselves.  It was clear that he had been forgotten amongst the debate.  He found himself wondering if this sort of thing was a regular point of confusion between them and pondered how many times they have exchanged names over the course of their life.  They were perfectly identical after all, at least as far as he could tell.  There was always the possibility that there would be some distinguishing birthmark under all those clothes which may potentially lead to a means of identification and he would be more than happy to volunteer as the impartial evaluator.  Rayne’s feline tail flicked excitedly at that notion, though his mind told him to try something quicker and easier to get their attention back on him and hopefully be one step closer into the baths.<br/><br/>As far as he learned from general gossip about the twins, the general public was just as clueless with regards to telling them apart.<em>I suppose that’s defining trait of identical twins after all.</em>Since it didn’t really matter in the long run whose name belong to whom, Rayne made an attempt at letting a kneejerk reflex on their part determine it for them.<br/><br/>“Hoozuki!”  His tone was excited and energetic as though requesting her attention specifically; loud enough to be heard clearly among them, but the tone was friendly enough to come off as a greeting rather than an impatient interruption.  If nothing else, it'd get their attention directed back at him.  With any luck, one of them would respond out of sheer reflex, identifying the originator of the name before her mind had a chance to doubt whether or not it was hers.  Ideally, the one who was most used to the name would react to it, thus making it most likely hers.  Or so Rayne theorized.  Anything to promote progress towards the bathing services, preferably in the company of both the twins.