A server comes to your table

You are interrupted momentarily when a serving girl comes to your table. She addressed you directly. "Hi! Awww, your girl is very sweet, sitting on your lap like that. What's her name?"

Alicia looks up at the server, sightly confused that the server is talking about her this way, but doesn't say anything. "Her name is Alicia," you say. You lift a hand to stroke her hair. Alicia doesn't say anything, but now smiles at the server, letting out another soft hummmmmmm.

The server smiles at you. "I was just coming to see if you wanted anything. If you like, we can get Alicia some milk, too."

Alicia turns to look at you. She seems a bit confused, but the edges of her mouth quirk in a smile. "That sounds good," you say. "A latte for me, and milk for her please."

When the server leaves, Alicia turns to you. "That was ... odd."

"You could have said something," you suggest to her. "She probably thinks that we are in some kind of kinky relationship, now."

Alicia snickers silently. "Maybe, she admits with a smile. "A bit bold of her to suggest milk for me though, and bolder still for you to order it."

"Again, you didn't say anything," you tell her.

She raises an eyebrow at you and gives you a mock imperious stare. "It so happens that I'd like a bit of milk," she states, a hint of a smile on her lips. "But don't go thinking you're my master or something. If anything, I'm the boss here," she says, putting a hand on your chest.

Alicia adjusts her position on your lap, undulating slowly as she does so. She hums with contentment.

When the coffee and milk come, she stays on your lap. She sips at her milk slowly add you drink your coffee.