<"Oh, uh, good...morning.">  Musubi managed to reply, shyly.  She sat down in the chair that Elisabeth had pulled out for her.  <"No, it's okay.  Breakfast looks alright.">  She never would have refused something that a guest had fixed for her, she was far too polite to do that to someone.  Even someone who had...no!  No thought!  Dirty thoughts are bad!  <"N-no, none taken, I've never really had anything strong like that before...">  Or even alcohol, for the most part.<br/><br/><"How I feel...?">  Musubi first responded hesitantly to the question, rephrasing it as part of her answer.  And then...maybe it was something about the magic Elisabeth had plied her with, or maybe there was still some booze in her system, or maybe everything that had happened last night had shaken a bit of her usual reserved demeanor loose...or maybe it was all of them.  In any case, the other two occupants of the table got a surprise.<br/><br/><"I feel<em>confused</em>!  I thought I liked boys up until last night!  But I remember what happened last night!  I remember<em>everything</em>!  And it all felt so good!  And I want it to happen to me again!  And whenever I think about it my stomach gets all tight and warm and get all tingly between my legs!  And I just don't understand<em>any</em>of it!">  The catgirl seemed to almost be in tears...