"Ooh, presents." He hopped off her lap and onto the aforementioned ottoman of doom before turning back into a human, for a given value of "human." His nose still twitched a bit as he got hold of his old bunny instincts and pushed them aside. "What is it? Coke and liquor?"
It was just as well she hadn't told him not to be so cute, because he would have gone even cuter if only out of spite. Not spite, so much. Cuddles. He would do it for the cuddles.