After the teasing spectacle of the bath and everything else he's seen today, Peter finds himself very intrigued by Fuckpet's offer. His eyes run up and down the lapine woman's obscene body unabashedly, lingering on the collar just as much as any of her natural gifts. Still, the man retains just enough presence of mind to remember what he saw on the as of yet unnamed kitty's ass, and the significance it holds for his quest. The hunter thinks he just may have to turn this new prospect down, only to find his hand instinctively reaching into that strange bottomless bag at his side, just to feel the multitude of coins jingle in there. His uncertain grimace turns into an inviting grin at this point.<strong>"Ya know what? I've got enough money for the both of you. Come, sit."</strong>While saying so, he indicates to the seat beside him.