(OOC: Okies. I can do the same for you if Ptricia wants some dinner.)<br/><br/>Chris was heading for a group he'd particularly liked the look of- the person who'd made the offer was a tall, busty, light green dragoness, who had been eyeing the wolf in the same way most people would eye a sandwich when peckish. Add in the fact she had two equally well-endowed friends- a lioness and a husky-and he'd made up his mind before the first word left his mouth. "So, uh, you were sayin' earlier that you had a place not far from here?"<br/><br/>Lemmy was the first to notice Ptricia coming over and bowed graciously, still grinning. "You certainly have devoted fans. Or at least your singer does."