The young woman in the kitchen jumps at the sudden appearance of Fey, nearly dropping the plate of food she holds. She looks the elf girl over quickly, before stammering out some words. "Um, er, guests aren't supposed to use the back door... er, bathhouse?" the girl pauses, suddenly noticing that the dark elf is no longer in sight, "I'm sorry... we actually don't have a bathhouse here; when we need to wash up we just go to the stream nearby, there should be a trail through the woods... Most guests don't bother taking baths when they pass through, so I guess we never thought it was necessary to make a place to bathe near the inn here." The girl stumbles over her words, and seems a bit shaken from the morning's events.