my heart runs on gasoline vapors

He wished to know of her diplomatic training? Lefty's gaze burned with a sudden, pleased fire-- he had asked about the right thing. She cleared her throat and parted her forepaws, tail wagging slightly.

"My good sir, I took great pleasure in my diplomatic lessons! I learned how to assuage the raging wolf, and how to temper my words -- how to best deliver bad news, so as to blunt the pain of those who hear it. I learned of the tactical choices one must make when speaking to others--!" Something in their smile and the twinkle in their eye hinted at their choice to approach now, during this weather, being entirely deliberate-- a show of their strength and means. Lefty gave a little flourish with a paw. "Diplomacy is a battle of words, after all!" They looked pleased, and their excitement was evident on their frame, in the way they moved.