"Payment? Who shaid anything about payment?" The bear's laughter rumbles like distant thunder as he places a massive, clawed hand on your shoulder, and another on your hip. "Jusht look at it ash... helping each other out, if that makesh you feel better."<br/><br/>With that, the bear gently- but firmly- guides you over towards the bedding, stopping just in front of it. Suddenly, you feel hot breath on your shoulder, and the bear's rough tongue sliding up your neck.<br/><br/>"Beshides..." his voice is barely a whisper now, a grumble. "Getting dirty ish half the fun..."