As the girls enter, they fail to notice that they spa just happens to be next door to a bakery, though whether this is relevant is a matter of what they decide to do.
They're greeted by a Prinny. "Good day, dood. What may I help you with, dood?" He says, dood being the word that almost every Prinny end their sentences with.
"How about something simple?" Flonne says to Etna. "We could always try out some other packages later."
If each Prinny wasn't stuck with the same expression on their face, this one's face would have lit up with some kind of enthusiasm. "Aah, yes, dood! Our hot tubs might be the least expensive on the menu, but they're the finest this part of the universe has to offer."
This raises a flag with Etna. "Wait a minute, now that you know we're interested in the hot tubs, why are you so eager to sell us on them?"
"I don't see a problem, he's just trying to be a good host." says Flonne.
Etna whispers to Flonne. "You should know better by now. Good host around here usually means ripoff, especially if they're extremely enthusiastic about something. We'll be lucky if we all that happens is us not getting our money's worth."
Flonne whispers back. "Don't be so worried. If worse comes to worse, we'll be able to handle it. It's a spa, you're supposed to forget about your troubles, not worry more about them."
Etna murmurs to herself, wondering whether to follow her intuition or go along with Flonne.
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