Flat on her back with a big muscular male on top of her again... Daphne was not really as used to being in that position as the tabloid press made out. In fact she felt it was rather unfair of them as she'd only used her gender once or twice to get what she wanted. And, well. didn't everyone?<br/><br/>But this time was different. This time she was on the floor of a rather seedy looking office and the male in question was a Great Dane who often appeared more human than the people she now worked with. "Scooby!" She giggled, fending his tongue off her face, "Off me! There's a good boy! VELMA? HEEEELP! EEW yuck! Scoob, st- YECH! Stop it!"<br/><br/>