The brown-furred wolf-man grins back at her, at her first offer. "I'd gladly take you up on that, after the show," he says, teasingly, listening to her reply and nodding, giving her a silent thumbs up of approval for her response. He follows up with a few more questions, along the same vein, mostly about her early history in her career, keeping it to relatively tame topics.<br/><br/><em>Alright, and when we come back from commercials, we're going to be taking YOUR calls, live, with Nikki White, so stay tuned.</em><br/><br/>He gives the signal for the microphones being shut off, and gives her an approving grin. "You're killing them out there, sweetheart. My manager's in the booth, telling me we've already got twenty people on the line, which is about nineteen more than I usually get during my show," he says with a laugh. "I wouldn't mind if you tried to distract me, during the next segment, with those gorgeous tits of yours, th--ow, alright, alright, I was only joking," he says, clearly responding to getting yelled at by someone in the booth behind him. "Sheesh."