Freya didn't really care that she was naked. It was a little inconvenient with that 'No Shirts, No Shoes, No Service' thing but over all it wasn't so bad. She knew that common practice was to get embarrassed and she was ready to tease her company but then her punk black clothing appeared at her feet smelling of some odd magic.

"Oh. Thanks." She tugged on her shirt, her pants and then finally her boots. It was strange since she was definitely wearing underwear in the hospital attire but she hadn't the moment she appeared in her normal clothes. It was like they knew? Whatever but it was spooky.

"It's save."

Freya stretched her arms over her head and bent her back in an arc before sniffing the sleeve of her shirt. It was odd.

"So, I'm Freya. And you are?"