"You only have to dress if you want to right now." He said smiling, "I might want you to wear something later." His voice was deeper, just slightly. He didn't want her to think that her offer was unwanted. He couldn't really see the blushing but he knew from the tail twitch she was a little nervous.<br/><br/>He smiled at the offer to have her cook, "That would be lovely." He showed her to the kitchen.  It was a large modernized affair with computer controlled appliances. It wouldn't be hard to make anything in here. "Just make whatever you think I like, I'm hardly picky." It was true. There were a few food he didn't like, and he could still eat them.<br/><br/>"Have fun." He gave her pert rump a pat and playfully tweaked her tail. He liked what he had gotten so far. He turned the news back on. Something about anti-"pet" activists. As far as Jonas was concerned they were wrong. He would be responsible with his pets.