<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/tumblr_mtzo6bcdUK1sio3lno1_1280.jpg)</div><br/>"Well, in all fairness, their clutches weren't<em>that</em>bad..." he reaches up to rub at one ear, before picking hismelf up off the floor, brushing his tail off and adjusting his clothing. "But I was a little worried about that whole collar business," he holds his fingers up, a small space between them. a<em>little</em>. "So... thanks."<br/><br/>He flashed a smile and smoothed the shirt fuzz on his ears, before crinkling his nose cutely at Fidelia. "Alright... I don't suppose this place wants my business at the moment, anyway. I... I guess my tail will just have to live with it for a while..." He looks back over his shoulder at the fluttering appendage, then to the cat and dog pair. "If it makes you feel any better, you probably look much better without those panties; and besides, who knows<em>what</em>they've done with them. Maybe we'll get you some new ones, with the money I just saved!" he offers, lavender eyes brightening.<br/><br/>"C'mon, we'll do it through the back!" he announces, starting to lead the way through the halls of the massage parlor. he has no idea how the place is laid out, but he has confidence that eventually there will be a way out without two wobbly-topped kitsune girls waiting to pounce. "Stolen? Oh, I think they were as interested in giving as receiving... Besides, I don't wear panties."