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"Whereabouts do you come from?" he asked idly. He assumed somewhere in Eastern Asia, but he didn't want to make an arse of himself and make a mistake.

"So this place really is that much fun, eh?" he smiled. He hoped time would pass quickly, his goal in life now was to proove to himself and his family that he could be something special.

Oz was more reluctant to answer her question, furrowing his brow in thought. He was genuinely ashamed of his job. And who would blame him. Oz was a fallen star.

"Errr...I had a job in a...meat warehouse," he mumbled his reply. "But I used to be a professional rugby player," he added more enthusiastically. Was he trying to impress Sayuri?

Many costumes had been considered before the squirrel woman had finally settled on one while smoking and watching Moulin Rouge one bright and sunny day. Even if the costume was pink, the 'tails' on it were perfect. It wouldn't be a heavy costume, and therefore it wouldn't be too hot or get in the way of her many appendages.

It wasn't a surprise that she was starting to really miss the fall weather of Maryland afterall, especially with the added heat of her fur amplifying the damned tropical weather.

Regardless of her and Anatoli's ideas of their own party, the announcement of a party thrown by the staff threw them off course. In the end, their ideas were stored away for later and that was that.

As with most parties, Antony had already downed a few pre-event shots to make such a gathering tolerable. After all, everyone had been invited and the albino had taken notice in the village of the current population, a lot of them quite new.

That many new humans and animal people in one small tent just screamed drama, and drama always was better with a couple, or in this case many, shots.

Therefore, that is how the rodent stepped into the fesitivities, in a rather tolerable mood and in her ever so sparkling costume. No doubt, it was time to stir the drama pot for her entertainment.

Even if Miller wanted to run from Thom he couldn't have gone very far if e tried. His legs had gone numb not long ago when Thom had decided to preform a little peep show in to what Miller could become. "No I guess he didn't still... how can the just do this? Nita said any one who found out ended up here, or was bribed... it just dosn't make sense..."

He frowned at Thom's mentioning of a bus accidnet, "I never watched the world cup but it was all over the news about some accident. So some one just picked you up off the street and sent you here?" Miller had yet to notice Thom holding out his hand and when he finally did it was a good few moments latter when he dared to look at the snake man again. "Miller Mi-" He stoped mid sentence noticeing what looked like a squirrle with to many tails. "You've gota be ******** kidding me..."

Deciding that everyone was too engaged in their own conversations for the time being, Pyroth snorted peevishly and with rather more force than was necessary, poured himself a drink, the result was a bit marred with spillages but he did it in the end, lapping up the drink casually from the glass. After repeating the process for one more drink he leaned back casually on his paws, using the table as a lookout point for the rest of the room.

He spotted Antony come in from where he was and smirked, she had actually managed to make her current shape look good. He was impressed.

Still, he didn't go anywhere, knowing that being beside the tables was the only way to keep at eye level and watch what was going down in the room.

Miller shivered as Thom continued to explain about the island. Nothing you can do... you've got a week... it sounded more like he was going to die then turn in to an animal none the less it made him feel sick to think about. "I- I- need to be excuessed for a moment..." he got up quickly moveing towards where ever the nearest bathroom was, he felt like being sick all of the sudden, maybe it was seeing the suirrle girl pop up behind Thom. Or a mix of all the news, still he felt horrible.

A brief expression of surprise surged across her features at his identification, but she soon covered it up in a skilled motion. Her tails, however, swished behind her in adgitation. Man, he seemed to have gotten the short end of the stick as far as serums went, -and- he must have crossed Dr. Duvert in some way shape or form.

Unless he really was a fruit?

"Funny. I haven't had the pleasure, unfortunately... Are you volunteering yourself Cinderella?" She gave him an exagerated bat of her eyelashes before setting the bottle down and grinning placidly.

Her eyebrow rose momentarily as the young, normal male excused himself to the bathroom so hastily that it was as if he were sea sick.