She mews and winces a bit when Boris pats her back and rubs her ears strongly. She does understand this is the way he is, strong and sometimes oblivious of his strenght, as proven when he pats ehr shoulder in a much more gentle way.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Have a nice day, Big Brother Boris!</span>she replies, giggling a bit as he leaves.<br/><br/>Then she looks up at Anna and nods, following her to the kitchen with her dishes. She smiles at the anthro-monkey, and listens carefully. She puts the rubber apron, then looks at the sink filled with dirty pans and soapy water. The tigress quickly get to work, scrubbing the cooked food off the pans, then stacking them on the tray. She's very careful nto to forget any food, which makes her a little slow, but she works with much seriousness, only the tip of her tail flicking from time to time. She's so focused on not letting any food than she forgot not to stack them too high.<br/><br/>She remembers what the monkey said a little too late, when she feels the pile of pans move on it's own as she places one of the lats few pans on top of it. She eeps as the pile begins to collapse, trying to stop it but it is hopeless. The pans topple over with a very loud and terrible noise.