<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/tumblr_mtzo6bcdUK1sio3lno1_1280.jpg)</div>Yes, why<em>did</em>everyone want the cute bunny? He was momentarily distracted from his ear-scitchings by Fidelia calling for a room, and blinks up at her. "But... I'm not... sleep's the last thing on my mind..." it takes him a moment. His body's not the only thing fuzzy at the moment, the brain is kind of that way as well. he gets a silly sort of grin and rises, a little wobbly, and glances to Hera. "Want to come with us?" he asks, extending a hand to her.<br/><br/>And then booby bouncy bubbly fox waitress is there. He wobbles a bit, his left ear flopping to the side as if to regain balance. Once again he uses his "father voice," every bit sounding like some high-ranking lord who<em>maybe</em>has had a little too much.<strong>"Hidden weapons?! You come to <em>my</em> table, and talk about such dangerous things? Come here, girl!"</strong><br/><br/>He reaches out to grab the Kitsune by the hips, dragging her over even as he spins her a bit, so that she's up against the table. Fidelia and Hera get a playful wink, before he sets about "frisking" the waitress, patting down her sides, fiddling beneath her apron, even reaching down to pat along the inside of her thighs and a brief brush of soft fingers between the legs.<em>All business</em>, as you do. Of course, he finds no weapons (or<em>does</em>he?), and he steps back, giving her a slap on the ass.<strong>"Ought to be ashamed, coming to my table and threatening us. We just want a room! If you go to fetch the key now, I won't tell your manager about this offense!"</strong>he gave a quick tug to the tail of the Kitsune, and a smack to the other cheek.<strong>"Shoo along now. If you hurry, there may still be a tip!"</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Making a bluff check!<br/>Roll Result: Yukio rolled: 1d20, keeping 1 dice, adding 13 to the total<br/>Comment: bluff<br/>Result: 20,<br/>Total: 33<br/>Aaaaand everyone loves a natural twenty!</div></div><br/>He clears his throat, and reaches for the wine, washing away the roughness that voice causes him, then smiles at Hera and Fidelia. "What were we doing... Oh! Right, someone was scratching ears. Was it me? I think it might have been me." He leans forward, one hand to rub and scratch at either woman's ears, a playful smile on his lips.