BJ's smile disappeared in an instant, and Endellion went very still in her arms for about twenty seconds. Then she started fighting to get free again. 'Oh, no he did not!'
BJ's thoughts weren't really all that far off. "You... you thought I was a stripper?" she demanded, her face now feeling very hot. Her entire demeanor had changed, and her famous redheaded temper was threatening to break loose and open up a wild can of whoopass. If she had her proper element, it was quite possible something would have blown up on that last note. As it was she had to fight to keep the ground steady beneathe her feet. "Just what exactly did you dream about me?"
The tiny fennec fox wriggling in BJ's arms (it now took both of them to restrain her), was a lot more open with her indignant rage, and talking a mile a minute. 'I will have you know that firedancing is a respectable and historic art! It dates all the way back to the ancient Aztecs and BONNIE ALWAYS KEEPS HER CLOTHES ON YOU- YOU- YOU ABSOLUTE CAD! HOOOOW DAAAARE YOUUUUU!'