"It's Koko," The cat girl replied to Cale, his joke flying completely over her head (as most things did, given her diminutive size). The Dayman sang a few bars of the same song and scratched her chin.<br/><br/>"Nyaaan~ No, wait! Stop that, you!" Koko blushed furiously, having been caught in kitten mode yet again.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"KITTY!"</span><br/><br/>"Nyan?" Was the only yelp that could escape her as she was placed in another man's lap. This one clearly had some issues upstairs.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Who's a good kitty?"</span><br/><br/>"I am! Wait, nyaaarrgh, stop it!"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well this just got extremely awkward for everyone involved. Off to the next checkpoint!"</span><br/><br/>"How do you think I feel?!" Koko yelped, then turned her eyes to the man who was now rubbing her ears, "A little to the left, if you don't mind... Dammit." She sulked a few moments before being thrown onto a man's shoulders.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> “We must away! We cannot allow fancy pimp king Jorge Guiermmo De La Chullapa to face these trials alone! We have deuche bags to smite!!!” </span><br/><br/>"Is that really his name? WAIT UP CHALLUPA MAN! I WISH TO SMITE YOU!"<br/><br/>Scarlet stared after them, blinking a few times, "That happened." She wandered back over to Vespi and perched lightly on the bike, "You drive, I'll wreck peoplethings."