"But," Jake mumbles, "what about Aleshia?"
You stop for a moment as you think of your human girlfriend. You feel the familiar sensation of comfort for a moment, and then you start to think of her with cute gray ears and a ringed tail.
"She'd make a good raccoon," you say.
You take a woman's gray sash out of the bin and look at Jake.
"What are you gonna do with that?" he asks.
You think about it for a moment.