Clare blinked, then shrugged a little and smiled. "Um... yeah. It was pretty good," she said, sipping at her mocktail as well. "...I wonder how the garlic bread is."
Nodding, Cifero pulled out a pair of pants and a cut-off t-shirt and tossed them to Sierra. "I'd offer underpants too, but mine are all for boys," he said. The t-shirt, incidentally, had the word "FOXY" printed on it. "...You look a lot like a normal fox."