"Well... okay!" She returns the hug. "It was just you were acting as if I were some sort of booby prize. Not that I expect to be worshipped, but a little appreciation goes a long way. I guess I'm going to have to show you that Babs Bunny is second best in flavour to no-one, even herself."<br/><br/>She steps back, looking a lot happier. "Okay, now that that's out of the way, how were you planning to do the deed? Head-first, feet-first, piece by piece? With the survival magics that are built in to my body, I can pretty much stay alive and aware, even if I get run through a mincing machine. Now _that_ was a barbeque to remember."