Like the sexy foxy you are, you set up the trap needed to capture the silly rabbit within your evil evil foxy grasp. Waiting off to the side for a good while as the meats are cooked and brought back upstairs, a solid half hour or so before you hear her sauntering back and the smell of the meats in tow. Soon enough the prey enters the room, wondering to herself where you went off to, while setting the platter of meats onto the table, which mysteriously is now at the other side of the room. Wiggling her bunny butt from side to side as she walks over, looking around and being curious as the platters now rests on the table.