Ptricia nodded. "Okay."<br/><br/>She turned to Tamara. "I hope you had fun too. I know I enjoyed it."<br/><br/>She pulled a Cast Iron Stomachs t-shirt from... somewhere and gave it to the surprised squirrel. "Hang on a second..." She pulledout an indelible marker and signed it. "Guys, I know you want to get off, but could you both do the honours?"<br/><br/>"Hey, don't I get a t-shirt?" Babs called from where her head had been set down.<br/><br/>"When you get back something to wear it on!" responded Ptricia.