( Cassandra's lips thin as the men bends his torso. Is he truly... yes. He is indeed. Being bowed to makes her vaguely uncomfortable. Here she thought she was in the one place in the world where her reputation had not preceded her, yet people treated her the same as ever. Her non-dominant hand settles at her hips as she scowls. )

There's no need for all this... posturing. ( She clears her throat before returning her attention to the man's pet. )

He's... a real animal, isn't he? Not one of those peculiar ( she makes vague gestures with her hands, frustrated that she lacks the vocabulary to properly describe her displeasure with the existence of the 'Cybuddies'. ) You know, those other ones. That can be bought. And changed.

( Yes, that'll do. )