<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/YaDOWds.jpg)</div>Sam smiled and led her guests to their chairs, sitting across from them. "Hello Ponipua, Comy, Heather, it's a pleasure to meet you all!" Seeing that Ponipua was done with her answers she took the sheet and skimmed it quickly, soon frowning in thought. Rising she moved to the agent by the door and waved him over. "If I'm understanding this correctly the the Lady Ponipua is more of a head of state visiting on diplomatic matters then a guest or an immigrant, I can certainly house her, but I think her dispensation is more in the Agency's power then mine." She admitted quietly. "Can you try to find someone who can discuss policy level decisions with her?" Once she had an answer she moved back to her chair and smiled at the plant woman. "They'll try to find someone who can actually help you, in the mean time I can certainly provide you with a place to stay while your business is taken care off! It'll be a pleasure to host you!"<br/><br/>Turning to Comy, she noted that the cute, smaller girl had read the questions but not written anything down. "Is everything alright? Can you read everything okay? Or would you just rather speak your answers out loud?" She leaned forward intently, not noticing how it forced her own reasonably large bust up against the table and tented the front of her shirt over her nipples. "If you know your needs please just tell me what you'll need from me and I'll do my best to accommodate you!" Her earnest desire to make her guests comfortable and happy was clear in her voice as she spoke.<br/><br/>She waited till She'd spoken with Comy, or the small rodent-like girl had started writing her answers, to turn to the final, but certainly not least, guest at her table! The damp spots on her shirt drew Sam's eyes and had her staring at those massive mammaries for a long moment before she caught herself and dragged her eyes away with a blush to focus on her answer sheet. She paused again and looked up, resolutely focusing on Heather's face. "So this says you need somewhere private to do your... milking? Have you tried any machines or should I see about getting some, and will you need... help?" That last bit came out with another blush and an oddly hopeful note to her voice. "I can see about getting some rubberized mats to put down over the tile, and even the hardwoods, that should help you keep your footing and be easier on your hooves. Will you need any help caring for your hooves? I imagine trying to take care of the underside of your own feet could be a bit... difficult at times." She read through the rest of the answers, looking like she was going to say something several times but then thinking better of it, at the end she looked up at Heather's question and stopped to consider it, frowning in thought for a long moment as she chose her words carefully. "Well... as a Host my job is<em>not</em>to 'take care of you', I'm not a maid, nor your parent, nor your mate. That said I am to act as your teacher, guide, and support in learning to live here among humans. If you want to learn to drive I'd help you do the proper paperwork and teach you the basics of using one of our cars, that's those 'horseless wagon' things everywhere outside if you didn't know. I'll be trying to help find a solution to your problem of slipping on all the tile, be the person you call for help if you miss your transport or end up lost, and help you find and keep a job. As there will be several different kinds of Demi's living in one house I will help maintain comfort and harmony between you, oversee and settle any disputes within the house, and provide advice and support during disputes outside of the house. I'll be handling the food and helping with the budget, at least at first, and help you learn to shop for and prepare food using human sources and cooking equipment. I'll be your guide to the human world for all intents and purposes, at least until you're ether ready to live among them on your own or if or when you decide to go home. Any further questions?"