Bob rubs his hand over the leaf and his ears twitch at the feeling.  “So smooth.  It’s like rubber.” He says to himself.  He purrs and continues to rub over the leaf.  The smell starts to take hold and he feels very calm.  He doesn’t worry about the latex at his feet and doesn’t bother turning around to the other people as they come there.  “The name’s bob.  And this stuff is…I’m not sure…”  He feels the latex start to cover his feet but doesn’t worry about it.  He just stands there and rubs over the leaf.  “So, smooth…”