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The tea party was going splendidly, until Mr. Snuggles asked Clarissa why she was drinking imaginary tea with anthropomorphized inanimate objects. Clarissa started to say "I'm not drin..." before stopping, blinking vacantly, then lowering her head onto her hand. A few awkward minutes passed. Mr. Snuggles was never invited to a tea party again.

"Did I ever tell you how I got this bonnet? Well, my dad was a real drinker..."

She probably has an appetite for destruction.