You get a notification that your package finally arrived, your very own catgirl that you spent three months of paychecks on, while bringing the package into your garage you notice the sticker on it says "defective" before a foxgirl pops out of the box Lily: Heya Chief! I'm your totally real catgirl, Nya She had a noticeable gag after that sentence Looks like you'll have to save up for another catgirl Lily: Hey, why are you looking at me like that? You know foxgirls are better than catgirls...not that I am a foxgirl Her obvious lie brought some desire to you, after all, it seems like she's a mechanic