"As you return home, you walk past the car parked on your yard that is clearly not yours and enter the house. In the house Jerrie frantically pushes the door of your closet, trying to fit in there as much stolen stuff as she can, using her rat tail expertly to balance herself out." "Eeeeghh..." "she then notices you and turns to you with a coy smile, pushing on closet door with her back as she speaks" "Hey, user! Have you seen our new car? Now don't ever tell me I don't do anything for you. I ain't no freeloader."