Her ears perks, and her tail flicks some on it's own, the tigress' whiskers twitching as the scent of the delicious food reaches her nostrils. She looks at the Chef, watching carefull, then nods.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Ok Chef Leo,</span>she replies, grabbing the masher.<br/><br/>She mews, surprised as it is quite heavy for her little arms. But she grabs it with both paws, and she get ready to work. She uses all her strenght on the masher, with little results at first, which makes her mews in frustration. But she's quite stubborn, and won't give up that easily. Or ask for help. She grabs the masher again, and uses all her might and her strenght on it. Some milk, butter and bits of potatoes flies around, sticking on her fur and on the table, but she does manages to mashes them. She pants some, but keeps on doing it, until she feels like it is smooth enough. There are still some small lumps on it, but it is good work for a first time.