[Saxsice waits patiently, knowing from experience that it'll just take a beat or two for Chloe to smile again. When she does, it's met with a hundred-watt smile in return.] Damn skippy we will.

Oh yeah, right about here. [She taps the back of her neck, near her ears.] Can't reach it at all. And I'm real fluffy when I'm wolfy, so stuff gets tangled in it all the time. [A pause, then she notes, suddenly:] You haven't seen it yet, have ya? The change.