(I decided to make Ms. Bumble a Ms. Bïmbø a while ago, and I'm gonna stick with it.) Rachel crawled back onto the bed, and was on top of him on her hands and knees. "So, Jasper.. Should we go do some sparring, or some 'sparring' ?" She said, putting emphasis on the second one and winking, making a meow sound and moving her hand like a paw (You know what I mean.)