Moonspear Porto

Never ever fish! Got it! Toad admired the girl's propensity for getting to know her, although she didn't fully understand the reasoning behind it. She wasn't sure how to answer the question, either. She attempted to fake her way through it. Why, a lady of refinement, she began, adjusting herself and dancing somewhat on her paws as to portray a woman of high breeding and integrity. Is a woman who, Toad paused again, looking to the pup for apparent dramatic effect as she searched for words, knows what she likes and what she does not like. Like, really knows.

This didn't make much sense, but Toad kept going with her goofy fake accent and overly expressive faces. Are you a lady of refinement?