"Ooo ooo what, young calf?"<br/>Petronela immidietaly fixes her gaze on Toro and puts her hand on her waist.<br/>"Did you see him, a young gray rabbit, wearing jeans, glasses? Or is this your attempt at a greeting? Oh, I do say, this place looks rather disorderly...!"<br/>Her breasts heave visibly under her buttoned blouse as she speaks in a nervous and excited tone.