"Where to then?" Lil asked as we started off down the Autobaun."Itlay. My contact that the tryouts said that the investigation wouldn't be over until the fat lady sings, and there's a Miss Cicciona competion in Forcoli."
"You think our fat lady will be singing there?" Lil queried, as he/she/it hopped up onto my head.
"Some bird's gonna be there, and it'll be our stoolie even if I have to chew their leg off." I grumbled.
"Ah. I thought there was a good reason you weren't in a hurry to return to your human form." Lil commented.
"You mean other than the obvious b*tch jokes you've been making?" I asked, trotting along at a faster pace.
"Hey, at least he didn't suceed in making you a fox, then you would just be a vixen."
"That's it, you're walking."
