Julien's noticed, but like hell is he saying anything.

"Correct! And that cretin is Julie." He pronounces it the way he pronounces his name, the French style, starting with more of a 'z' sound than a hard 'j'. "Picking that took about five seconds. It's awfully twee, I know."

Becoming a wolf again, Julie abandons the seal to jump up on him like a big dog and licks his face, startling him into a laugh. Out in the background, Julien's bird body shakes its tail at the same time. Julie twists her head around to look back over her shoulder and lolls her tongue. "He likes twee, don't be fooled."