Paolo looked past the glass. 'And what is that?' Somewhere in the Sombrero Galaxy... Four courteously shook the patterned hand of the mushroom squirrel. "Inokutendaind ikuruzv kudano ibvumiranoch kowa, angamirech akanakazv." The mushroom-covered squirrel creature simply shrugged. "Fungwaip kanakaya." ((Oh, excuse my Trader's language~))