Cassy was unsure what to make of Jack. What's his game...? she thought to herself. Well, I might as well play along. "... It's going well, thanks for asking. I was just dropping by to grab a soda... How about you?"
Zanthe blinked once and shook her head, then walked up to the raccoon. There sure are a lot of purple raccoons in this city... "... Excuse me, sir," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm a friend of Ronnie's, and he said this was the best place to get fur dye."