"Moose!"
"Camel!"
"Fire hose!"
Men screamed out in a clutter. It was all a mess and Madame Illusia calmed them all with snap of her fingers.
"Easy now, boys. My two ears cannot hear a hundred ideas." She smiled that wicked way again. "I will point to three of you and you much each give three successive ideas, non-contradicting, and I will do my best."
They all seemed pleased with her idea, except James.
She pointed to the first man, seated front row, two from the right, "Raccoon!"
"Very nice." Her finger traced across the eager minds and stopped on another.
"Anthro!"
"Interesting, interesting. A creative bunch this evening."
Finally she kept on to a final man, third row on the aisle.
"Uhhhh," he stammered, unsure what to pick. "Female?" To that idea the crowd hooped and hollered.
"Well there we have it. A female raccoon with some human attributes. What do you think, James? Sound good?"
"Ummmmm." Was all he could muster.
"Then let's begin." She came towards him. His heart was beating faster now.