"One room, that's fine!" Trest said, wrapping an arm around Lyr and hugging her close. "See, we're cousins," he went on, intentionally using his horrible 'woman' voice as the inn keeper stared at the pair of them as if they were a pair of zebras with rainbow spots.
"Al..right then," they began to say, and produced a skeleton key, and handed it over to Lyr.
"First door to the left at the top of the stairs."
Smiling, Trest bowed 'her' head and said, "Yes, and we'd also like to see about getting a bath?"
The inn keep then realized why an dhad thought that perhaps one of hte guests might have left their chamber pot out again to be cleaned. Turns out the one woman must've rolled in dung. These definitely were a pair of strange women.
"Alright, but you have to pay for it all now. The bathing house is in the basement, just simply go down the stairs." Then the innkeep put out their hand, awaiting payment expectantly.