She approached with her sketchbook and watched me work for a bit, then decided to commission me. We chatted and joked as I drew, and at one point, she pulled the flying fickle finger of fate out of her cleavage. I responded with the quote above, and the rest, it was history! I enjoyed the holy living crapsickles out of doing this one. :D

She and her mate helped me to level up as an artist at MFF, by commissioning my very first sketchbook commissions! YAY!