Jeanne was startled, but warmed to it immediately, producing the card she had managed to have made, which had the bulk of her late husband's assets on it. Might as well get a new start if she was stuck like this.
And it was just ironic that the one helping her was an older versions of-- No! She jerked her mind away and focused on just now.
"Thank you!"
She paid for her room, and smiled as she and Belle were led to see it. She nodded, it would do.
"This is enchanting. I love it."
The chairs even had extra cushions, an element she suspected Mrs. Rogan had added.
"Now, you said something about a Spa?"
Her body still ached, and she had been walked bowlegged, from slight pain and discomfort for days. Time to get soothed.