"Elizabeth Monroe, a bunny?" the garish woman asked, her tone condescendingly neutral. Elizabeth watched Meryn hunch a little; she could tell that her friend was fighting to keep a scowl off her face. Poor Meryn. She hadn't been raised around women like this one; luckily Elizabeth had. "Actually, it's lepus curpaeums," Meryn corrected. The woman smiled at Meryn patronizingly. "That's just another way to say bunny, dear, why get so wrapped up in the technicalities? Of course, as a human, you wouldn't understand." Meryn blinked and then smiled. "So, if it's okay to call Elizabeth a bunny, then
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