<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Uhnhnh," was about the response the wolf could muster, grinning stupidly. He did, however, peer down at his girlfriend, eyebrows raised. "Don't you ever, like, just eat someone without thinking about it?" He enquired, a big smirk on his face.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"That would be dreadfully impolite." Fiana said, eyebrow raised. "Besides, I like to think of it as an art form, a transient one, sort of like ice sculpture or cooking... without the actual cooking."<br/><br/>She slathered their legs with goop from another bottle, and bound a leather strap around the pairs ankles, binding them close together. Babs shifted her weight, and the pair of them fell backwards on to the bed, where Babs started kissing Chris.<br/><br/>OOC: Agreed. But we need a new bassist first.