Skye snorted into her coffee, nearly spraying some out of her snout, but she couldn't help but smirk. Yeah. That sounded like her; she and Dale were strictly friends, but Skye made no secret that she admired her Raccoon friend's stonking great tits, and one of the few cocks she'd consider sucking on. Frankly, this wouldn't have been the first time she wrapped herself around and felt up Dale in a drunken stupor.<br/><br/>"Heh. Heh heh heh."<br/><br/>Putting down her coffee and her kibble, Skye stepped towards Anya with a smirk and put a hand on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"Then, let's continue from there: we don't get up to anything weird."<br/><br/>She looked Anya up and down with her eyes.<br/><br/>"Unless you're feeling jealous that your new roommate had her hands all over someone else last night?"<br/><br/>Immediately after saying it, Skye wondered just why she said that. Was she<em>trying</em>to make this weird with the Bunny? Weirder than it already was?