165 A bath, you say! (Part two)

I carefully opened the door, at least enough to see who was on the other side, but not enough for the guy to see what was going on inside. 

"You again." The boy gave me a stare. "How many girls are you bringing in here?" He didn't say them but it felt like he was implying that. It really did. Of course, he didn't see Marg, meaning he probably wasn't thinking that. 

My complexes were surfacing for some reason. 

I was actually a bit flustered at the boy's gaze.

I tried to chuckle but it wasn't working. "Are the dresses complimentary?"

"The cosplays are free for renting but you ordered a typical nightgown so it'll be 2 silver."

'But that's robbery.' I didn't say it out loud though. We didn't have time to worry about all that. 

Marg's clothes needed washing and she couldn't teleport- or rather I forbade her to. If this got worse, I wouldn't have been able to forgive myself.