Vell Sophie, tell me about your childhood.
Come, lay on my sofa and let me psychoanalyze you.

I'm blind but I'm feeling the heat. Don't underestimate my sense of smell Sophie, I can smell your sweetness a mile away. You had pork chops today, didn't you?

Don't let my good looks fool you... or my manicured nails..or my tail pom. I'm all male and ready for some good old fashioned lovin'. Just keeps your paws off the fro.

I've got backstage passes to the Stones.