She winced. "I'm sorry! I assumed Soren or someone else had told you."<br/><br/>She scratched the top of her head, looking distant. "That's a good question. Chris is, as you very likely know, a lifer. The only thing I can think of other than rock is...well, boobs, and I don't think he'd appreciate you giving him those." She giggled. "He's a little bit one-track. Umm..." she thought again for a minute. "Yeah, I really have no idea. I think he'd just enjoy being surprised, vore related or not, y'know?" She shrugged, then leaned back, stretching out. "Mmm...thank you for last night, and this morning," she said, wiggling a little. "It was fantastic...but I'm kinda sleepy now." She giggled again, sounding a bit more dozy. "I'm gonna drift off again I think...see you soon." She stretched out, yawned, and was asleep again in a few minutes.<br/><br/>OOC: I'll assume again that Chris and Ptricia met up somewhere.<br/><br/>Fashionably late as ever, Chris blundered into the cafe where they'd arranged to meet, looking tired, taking a seat quickly next to the sphinx and brushing his hair out of his eyes. "Mornin'," he said, chirpily but sleepily. "Have fun with Rayn?" he asked.