A female squirrel made her way up to the stage, shyly, but grinning. She had a short skirt and red t-shirt with a frame and '404 Error - T-shirt not found' on it. Her head fur was long and done up in a high ponytail, which contratsed with the upraised bushy real tail that came up to the back of her head.<br/><br/>Ptricia helped her up. "Well, looks like I've got two courses for the price of one." She indicated the tail. "So what's your name, miss, and do you contain nuts?" The broad grin took any meaness from the second statement.<br/><br/>The squirrel girl giggled. "I'm Tamara, Tamara Chestnut. Don't know about containing nuts, but I've gotta be nuts to come up here."<br/><br/>"Then you'll fit right in." Ptricia looked her up and down, "In fact I may have room for dessert."