Sure , Hayley agrees . That sounds interesting . She relocks the door behind them and moves the key back into the barkeeper ' s open hand without even stepping inside . She lets Ingrid lead her back to the cabin through the slowlydarkening forest . When they get near , the clothes vanish off of both their bodies , flickering into neatlyfolded piles by the dwindling fire . The cask appears on a flat rock nearby . Hayley hands Ingrid a bottle , empty but ready to be filled . There ' s one for herself in her other hand , and she immediately heads over to the cask to fill it . They ' ve been away in town long enough she almost imagines she can feel her buzz starting to fade , and she doesn ' t want that . <| sep |> Fine , but then can we also not be on the receiving end of misapplied economic arguments from a dog food salesman .