Cassy blinked, then smiled slightly. "Hi," she said, rubbing her arm. "I just wanted to let you two know that you've got milkshakes beside you both." She motioned to the beverages. "...They're, um... on me." The crat sheepishly glanced at Sybil. "S...Sorry about the shirt thing, sis..."
Sybil raised an eyebrow at Cassy, a bit flushed still. "...You know I don't like to dress like this," she murmured.
"I know, but... I...I thought it might help you loosen up a little," Cassy replied, shrugging softly. "...If it's any consolation, you look great. Though I never would've thought that that thing in yoMMMMRFFF!"
Sybil, flushed deeply now, had grabbed her sister's hips. "Thank you, Cassy," she spat through gritted teeth, a forced smile on her face as she worked her fingers into her sister's fur.
Nikki smiled and nodded. "Right... Let's get going," she said, pulling the wagon along.