Tina flopped onto the couch in a somewhat un-ladylike fashion, though she ate her brownies without spilling a crumb (seeing as how she was likely to clean up any messes later).
"No." Tina said. "More like the Great Dane. Friendly and sociable, but definetely not wimpy." She began to bounce in place on the couch. "dam'mit! I'm hyper!!"