Jesse was doing his best not to fume as he waited just inside for the customer to decide if she was going to come in or not. For one thing, he wasn't very fond of squirrels. Something about them just tipped off that little side of his personality that wasn't his best side. For the other, it was one thing agreeing to help Angel when they were the only ones in the dressing room. It was another to be standing in full view of the outside of the resturaunt in a dress.<br/><br/>He hugged his menu to his chest, doing his best to mimic the smile Angel used on customers. He hoped he didn't look constipated, though he was starting to worry that the would flop up at the worst moment and ruin everything. His tail wasn't helping. It went up when he was angry, and he was doing his best to concentrate on keeping it down.