<blockquote class="uncited"><div>Babs squealed delightedly.<br/><br/>"Oh goody! I liked your lean and hungry look ever since I saw you on stage!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu looked quite confused as he looked at an invisible audience. "I looked hungry?" He managed to say that much before he was dragged off.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>She grabbed his hand, and dragged him inside the well appointed, glass fronted lobby, waving her ID at the concierge, a placid but capable looking bear girl in a blouse and jacket. The ursine favoured Reizu with a smirk, but not an unkind one. Clearly she was used to the rabbit's over-enthusiastic personality.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The wolfeasel managed a wave and a quick "Hi," before stood in the elevator with Babs. The stature of the building was quite a shock for Reizy. Athletic directors get this much money?! Future job consideration. His mouth gaped all the way to Bab's floor.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>She stood by it fidgiting. "Okay, so how do you want to do this? Going to the gig means we don't have time for cooking, not someone my size anyway, even if I go there inside you. But the potions I have will allow you to do more than swallow me whole. I know my thighs are kinda big, so you may not want to take them all at once. I've got a waterproof groundsheet and toriquets for just such an occasion."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu paced for a while before deciding. "Can you give me a crash course on what potions you have? And I think I can handle the...the.." The poor wolfeasel's eyes kept wondering the rabbit's large thighs. "You know..." He blushed once more to the tip of his ears.