'Ey Admiral. Sylvanas needs clothes that fit 'er while she's human. I know Mark ought to be the one asking, but 'e's a man, 'e doesn't think of these things. Make 'em nice ...I mean nice the way she'd like, practical and with good textures, you get me?

And I need a kitchen. I always used the one on the bus. And a little screened-off bit for the dogs for those times I don't want 'em in bed with me, if you get my meaning. Ta, love.