OOC: 1000 posts for me. Yay.<br/><br/>He looked curiously at the bottle.<span style="font-style: italic"> Fruit juice? Iiiiinteresting,</span>he thought. Mind still buzzing with the excitement of what he'd just been told, adding to a large amount of pent-up sexual frustration, he had to stop himself nearly lunging at the rabbit. He wiped a bit of drool from his muzzle and nodded enthusiastically at Fiana. "Sounds good then."