Yuki-yuki bristled a little at being addressed as 'catgirl' but since this was probably the least obscene epithet thrown her way in some time, she quickly relaxed.<br/><br/>"Do I look like your personal waitress?  You'll have to make it worth my while...especially if you want me to share."<br/><br/>She gave Jamie a wicked grin, ignoring the boy and his manager in favor of reaching out to play with a lock of Carrie's hair.<br/><br/>"Sorry, what?  You want one of us to wear a big old rat suit and entertain a bunch of brats?"<br/><br/>She blinked, then clapped Jamie on the shoulder.<br/><br/>"There you go!  You go dance, ratty, and I'll go get my Chinese.  Or maybe Mexican.  I haven't had a Latina recently."