[Tonic, now very much keyed in to the conversation, does not immediately accept the arrangements. he hums for a moment, tilting his head back and forth as he appears to think it over with some measure of seriousness.]

Well, it sounds very nice... But I'm concerned about space, darling.

[somehow, Tonic represses a grin as he presses his hand to his cheek and gives a charming, crooked smile.]

Would you happen to have anything bigger?

[the attendant, all too happy to give them whatever they want, nods their head without the slightest hesitation.]

I completely understand. Perhaps a large bath to start, and you are welcome to move if you find that the room is not to your liking when you arrive.

[this is almost good enough for Tonic... but he knows he can go further, so he presses his fingers to his temples as he tries (or pretends to try) to remember.]

And--one more thing, I apologize--but do you still offer those candles...?

[the woman nods, of course.] Our candle sets? Yes, would you like me to have a selection sent with you?

[then, finally, Tonic claps both of his hands together with a cheery little grin.] Yes, please. That would be just lovely.