"Sure, sure, kid," the catgirl said nonchalantly.  She sure as hell didn't think she needed this guy's protection, but she nodded.  "Oh, hang on a second."  She took a deep breath and yelled, "Claire!"  A timid-looking blond mousegirl emerged from a room in the back.  Melody waved at her.  "Take over my shift, would ya?  This guy wants something.  Thanks, hon."  As the mousegirl made her way to the counter, Melody looked back at Mass, and pointed her thumb at Jake.  "So you're saying this guys trouble."<br/><br/><br/>Claire moved to the bar, her large white ears flattened against her head, her big blue eyes scanning the room.