Sam picks herself up, grumbling and complaining as she tries to wash her fur. "Gha... didnae anyone ever teach ye table manners, lass?"<br/><br/>The bear shakes as much of the wetness out of her fur as she can, then finds her old firefighter's hat and wedges it back on her head.<br/><br/>"Right. Anyone care to tell me what the feth's going on?"