John flushed slightly, but grinned. "How about the anti-aging and bestial treatments?"
The receptionist nodded and smiled back. "An excellent combination. What is your room number?"
"Oh! They have not assigned our rooms yet." John frowned. "There was a delay of some kind. Should I come back later?"
"Oh, no!" The girl laughed. "I only asked so I could deliver your things after the treatments. Please sign in. All I really need is your name."
"Oh, sure." He picked up an expensive-looking gold pen and wrote his name on the Guest ledger.
She looked down and nodded in approval. "Excellent! The anti-aging treatment is the same for all guests, but the bestial treatments can vary. What is your favorite animal? The beast you find most attractive?"