The purring stops as soon as the elf grabs his tail. It made his fur stand on end. A little flustered he lets the human girl out of his death cuddle, and grabs his tail back from the elf.<strong>"No touch fluffy tail!"</strong>he growls at her glaring. Some people just don't understand personal space. Magnus lets out a sigh and stands up. His tail curling around himself to protect it from anymore grabby hands. Standing there the elf gets an eye full of something that was previously unseen from behind the counter. The tiger's furry sheath and balls as this kitten was wearing nothing but the fur on his back. Again these looking far too realistic to be part of a costume.<br/><br/><strong>"Sheesh, how would you feel if people on the street ran up to you tugging on your ears to see if they are real... Anyway, I wasn't born like this. It was done by a little something called magic. Maybe you heard of it?"</strong>He does a couple magic flourishes in front of them courtesy of the prestidigitation spell.<strong>"That's actually what the shop is for ladies. We don't sell you kitties here. We use magic to make you more adorable. Ahem... <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">for a price</span>"</strong>he mutters the last part under his breath.<strong>"We also sell toys, accessories, and equipment for the new you."</strong>For now it's best he just didn't mention the more shady part of the business. That whole being kitty sex slaves might turn them off of the idea.