"I'm Claire," she told them, watching over her shoulder as they walked into the room she'd indicated. Once they were gone, she stood from the fireplace and grabbed their coats to drape them over chairs nearby so they'd dry a little faster. The blonde shifted to glance out the window and turned when they returned. She knew that she couldn't, in good conscience, send them back outside, so Claire figured they'd all have to deal with the two waiting out the storm.
"Welcome to the inn," she said with a warm smile. "Do you want something to eat, or some coffee or hot cocoa to warm you up? Food-wise, I can heat up some soup if you want," Claire offered. "You can stay here for however long the storm lasts...which I'm not sure how long that'll be since I'm not originally from this area."