Overall, Scorpius was fairly certain that living close to the muggles wasn't purely terrible. They seemed nice for the most part, at least, in Brightford where he was. He hadn't moved to further intergrate himself via a shop quite yet though, as his prospects were still fanning out. Still, between that and attempting to befriend an owl that lived near his home, he was tired and had been pondering the spa for a while now. He wasn't sure exactly what to expect, as anything even remotely close had been in the Wizarding world, and their version of grooming was likely to be very different. He'd need to learn sooner or later.
So, once he'd made his way into the shop, he turned to look at the door, somewhat surprised there was no chime or bell in this one. Though, looking around inside, it made sense. It was bright and lush, he couldn't help but feel a bit excited. He stepped inside, squinting slightly before smiling some at the woman there. "Hello...you look like the girl on the network. Are you? I'm Scorpius."