"Heh, he deserves it. He was the one who pulled the band together. I just sit at the back and hit things on schedule. But him... he has the gift, I'm sure of it." She indicated their table. "Actually, I was hoping I could talk to you guys, especially Mikkey Dee, about drumming technique, and some performance ideas in general."<br/><br/>Accepting the assent, she moved over to their table and found an open space without a stool. She put her pitcher of Catnip Mouse down on the table, straws out. "Uh... do you mind if I change into something more comnfortable?" She shifted to sphinx form, not her full semi-truck scale, but more the size of a regular lion. This put her below the edge of the table, but she dropped a small box, and a longer appeared under her. She made a library lion of herself, looking over the top of the table with her drink straws in easy reach. "Thanks, my humanoid form is useful for a lot of things, but sometimes it feels like a badly fitted suit, one I just have to get out of."<br/><br/>&&&<br/><br/>The dragoness licked her lips eagerly. "Oh yes, not far at all. Are you interested in seeing it?"<br/><br/>"And us?" added the husky, just as eagerly, before the lioness shushed her. "You sing a good vore song, but how are you at the practical side?"