[ That's so polite of him! Pomina's tail is wagging in turn, even if her posture seems to suggest that she is attempting to impose a larger presence than she actually has. It would seem atypical of her, if they weren't strangers, but it also feels quintessentially... like small dog behavior. ]

This hotel is host to very, ah... magical happenings every now and again. Last month, the floor turned into lava and then into ice. This time around we've all been given animal traits. And the crackers turn you into whatever animal it's shaped like. I ate a dog-shaped cracker, for instance.