[Have an amused jester properly lounging on a couch with a bright purple not iguana sitting on nir chest.]

Have you learned to control them yet or is the City still in a fit over animals being themselves? Troublesome...then again, aren't all animals, even those who think themselves so superior?

When one is treated like the creature it is, one is easier to tame.

[Tohru looks downcast, worried.] I know it's a little late, but I'm sorry for everyone who wanted to keep their dragons but can't. And I'm sorry for all of the destruction they've caused, too. They started off so cute.

Hopefully, some of you get to keep yours. They didn't cause too much trouble, I hope.

Um, and would anyone know, were any of the dragons seahorses, by any chance?

[Once more everyone is treated to a wonderful view of a strip club. It's not nearly as exciting as last time, however, since the club is currently closed for the day and no one's actually taking off any clothes.

Unless you count the shirt Kira is wearing, which is only held closed by a few buttons, rather low. The blood mark on his chest is definitely very visible. As is, well, a lot of said chest. And those collarbones. It's not all bad, as views go.]

Yo~

Is anyone looking for a job? Or, if you already have one, a better job? I have some fun offerings for anyone interested. You don't have to take your clothes off for all of them.

Also, wherever this city is, it's not America. You can come into the club before you're 21. Question is if you'll ever want to leave.

( And some filters... )

[Micheal is on his bed with all the fire kittens on his back and Raphael on his legs and his head resting on his house cat sized dragon. The mommy fire cat is curled against his side. He's either very affectionate or cold.]

Anyone know how long it takes for kittens to be old enough that people can play with 'em and stuff?

[Well, his are likely old enough but he figures other people know better.]

If you have a dragon that you find bothersome, I will gladly take it off of your hands. ( She unfurls her wings - all three of them. She also seems to be wearing gloves. ) I know of a better place for them should you wish to visit them in the future.

( With a quick glance at the network, she tilts her head. )

Give me your location and I will make your life a little easier.

[Pinoko proudly struts into her room, presently crowded by borrowed medical books scattered all over the place, while wearing her oversized surgical scrubs, dragging behind her on the floor. Her head is raised high and she has a very confident smile playing on her lips.] Huhuhuuu... [She turns around and smiles at the camera.]

The operation was a shuchessh!

Today, Pinoko's new dragon friend and her very firsht patient in the Chity shtopped growing!

Injecting hormone blockers didn't work, but the implant worked! It shlowed down his growth firsht and today, he's not growing at all!

[Her pink dragon steps into the room, claws clattering on the floor as he stumbles a bit, trying to balance on three legs while one of his forelegs are drawn up, bandaged-up.]

A-ah, you shouldn't be walking around sho much yet! [Pinoko rushes over to stop her dragon, but trips on her own oversized scrubs.] Waaaaah, I hit my head! [She rubs at her head, tearing up, and her dragon curiously approaches, sniffing at her before lightly butting his head into her shoulder.

She calms down and gives him a hug around the neck, before sitting up and letting the somewhat larger dragon lie across her lap.]

... Thank you, La- um, Raphael for the idea!