"Prophecies aren't superstition," Strange says in a 'no duh' tone of voice. But talk of prophecies shall be put on hold as they're actually at the room. Strange holds the door open as the two enter.

The set up of the room is more mall nail salon than luxurious spa day. There are plenty of chairs and some ambient music that is vaguely new age, but the design as a whole is vaguely utilitarian. As they enter, a woman walks up to greet them.

"Two for the pedicure package," Strange explains, smile on his face. With a nod, she leads them towards the chairs.