Tamara laughs too, then she looks at the maid, her ears perking up when she ehars the words 'dinning hall'. She looks at Sar, and smiels as he rolls his eyes and explains her that the dinner is likely going to end up as a police-like interrogation by his mother.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Well, if I must go through this, then so be it,</span>she replies, smiling.<br/><br/>She follows him outside, and awwes at the sight of the pretty roses all over the garden.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Purrr... That place is magnificent Sar! We don't have anything nearly as beautiful at home...</span><br/><br/>Her tail swishes smoothly as she goes to smell the scent of some of the roses, a soft purr of pleasure heard as she does so, obviously loving the rose garden.