You don't get very far up his tall, lanky legs with any of your kicks.  And you barely manage to swipe his nose with your slap.  But like a puppy he whines and grabs it looking hurt.<br/><br/>"Ow!  What's that for?  I was only getting your measurements, Momo.  You said you wanted to work here, right?  That was most...<em>feisty</em>!"<br/><br/>Looking as though he'd just gotten an idea, he turned back to the clothing rack and tossed a handful of dresses into your hands.  Most with short skirts and plunging necklines.  And right on top he dropped a pair of kitty ears matching your hair.  "Go on!  Put these on.  Just pick your favorite color," he ordered, folding his arms like he expected her to change right then and there.  "Come on come on!  You can't expect to work at the Koral looking like an alley cat!"