Neutral Omens

Despite herself, Bast giggled. It sounded like a hiccupy purr and had a slightly hysterical edge to it. //Can you just imagine the looks on the poor humans faces if I got on a bus like this? They'd either go mad, call the police or all get struck down by Sunnydale Syndrome! Hrrm...your advice sounds right though. Maybe I have been too jumpy. Any idea where I could borrow some clothes? Uri's got some, but they're all maternity wear.//