James shook Arlan’s hand and smiled a bit before he turned to Jizzal.  “Oh you wanted to know my name.”  He saw the taur’s cock moving towards the skunk but he didn’t say anything about it.  He turned back to the bunny and looked at him.  “My name is James D James.”  It then looked like he was trying to think of something.  “You’re Arlan, right?” he said as if he had forgotten his name already.