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[color=725c42]"Eeeey, nice!"[/color] The beaver gave Bonnie a thumbs-up. [color=725c42]"I'm tenant. A pleasure to be here."[/color] He nodded with a smile before heading back out, pushing his tricycle around and into the alleyway nearby. It didn't actually look like the dedicated parking space in the town, but it worked. He shouldn't expect anything too fancy after all. As long as there was that metal bar to keep the vehicle firmly in place and no one is able to steal it fast enough. 

He locked the trike into said metal bar, then grabbed the luggage from the container and carried them into the backdoor stairs on both hands, despite seemingly quite heavy. The way up was already opened for him to go through, and so he just made his way in, though not without looking through the assortments of small items along the way, being careful not letting his large body and tail knocking things over. The smell of wood and a mixture of lavender and moss quickly got to him, already liking both of these. 

[color=725c42]"Eyo again folks."[/color] Ornager gave a two-fingered salute to all the member of Bonnie's tour, including the two ladies whom he met at the cafe. With Bonnie's permissions, he took a quick look at both the room that he missed while he was locking his vehicle. [color=725c42]"Oh beaver, that looks good."[/color] He said, heading back to the third door, noticing the birch bark. [color=725c42]"Very sturdy reinforced wood indeed. It is a well-maintained place."[/color] He was starting to think he was getting quite a bit of a bargain from this place.

[@PerfectThought]