<em>Bunny at three o'clock low...</em><br/><br/>Toro's massive head turns to watch the Bunny walk toward the bar, his eyes going wide and his pupils (forming tiny silhouettes of Sara's body) slinking across in appreciative attentiveness.  Letting out a long, low whistle, the Mighty Bull grins to himself and orders another keg of beer for himself from a passing waitress.