There was some preparation required for the Animalians who will be partaking in the Bachelor/Bachelorette Auction. Though it was pretty minor compared to some as they'll be wearing swimsuits for this, along with bowties for the men and necklaces for the women. And as far as the men were concerned, that was all they required. But of course, the females, even those who were originally uplifted from common animals, there was more work to be done. There was makeup to be applied, hair to be styled (for those that had tresses), and other little minutia like that. Of course, there were some who got a bit more emotional than others.
There were some who were squabbling a bit of who was wearing who's necklace or if their hairdo seems to have been copied. But some seem to get overwhelmed in other ways. For instance, Jill the alligator couldn't start on her makeup with bursting into tears.
Eventually, the other girls got worried. Sylvia was the one who finally broke the tension. "What's the matter, Jill?" she asked, slithering her rattlesnake body over to Jill.
"What's the point?" sobbed Jill, "Nobody's going to want to bid on me! I'm hideous!"
"Oh, you're not hideous at all," said Sylvia soothingly.
"Yes I am!" wailed Jill, "Nobody wants to be with an alligator!"
"Jill, if you look at yourself, you'll see you've got a lot to be desired," said Sylvia, "You're strong, fit, you have a great set of curves, you even still have your hair. That's not something every reptile can boast about." She brushed Jill's red hair. Not that she was jealous. She still had her own golden locks, but the gesture was more to soothe Jill.
"Then how comes no one wants to be with me?" asked Jill, "Why are alligators so unpopular?"
"You chose to become a gator for a reason, right?" asked Sylvia.
"Yeah, gators are cool," said Jill.
"Well, there's bound to be someone who thinks the same thing. Maybe they're just not popular in this particular area. But I'm sure there's someone who thinks an amazonian alligator with red hair is the whole package," said Sylvia.
"You think so?" asked Jill.
"I do," said Sylvia, "At least you're doing this to find love. I'm just here because I want to advertise my services." Jill gave her a look. "Not what I meant," said Sylvia, "I want to be someone's private attorney after I get my degree, preferably someone who's very wealthy."
"Like a Texas oil tycoon?" asked Jill with a smirk, "One who'll eventually notice and fall in love with his sexy snaky lawyer?"
"It's...something I've fantasized about," admitted Sylvia, "But at at least your dream's more realistic."
"Well, I'm sure some rich Texan is going to be bidding," said Jill.
"And I'm sure someone among those bidders will think you're definitely worth how much they'll have to bid to get a date with you," said Sylvia, "Now let's get your mascara on. No more crocodile tears."
They both laughed before Jill said, "Alligator. Different snout."
"Whatever," said Sylvia with a shrug.