...a mouse? A paracritter mouse? Lapine knew they weren't devil rats, didn't look nearly as tough or as ugly. More importantly, the ork woman had an ID, a Stuffer Shack ID... she was an employee. Wow, just... wow...<br/><br/><You have got to be kidding me> Lapine sighed again, running he hand through her hair with a frown. <My apologies on the suspicion, but between the blaring AR and the deliberately trying to be nonchalant it didn't look good for you. Just... try not to TRY so hard to be nonchalant, right? Trying so hard kinda defeats the purpose...><br/><br/>Lapine ignored the AR comment - didn't really matter much now - and went to Leon, to drag him over to the talismonger section, pointed to him, then pointed to the ground, then held up all five fingers on her hand. You stay here; I'll be back in five... was what she intended anyway.<br/><br/>Rats or no, Lapine needed to do shopping here; might as well get that done while Leon looked at what he needed to...