At the Golden Compass Website

Missy: “I am a fox daemon.”

[Reads daemon test aloud to Marti]

Missy: “…Ummm, looks like you’re daemon is a hare. Trina.”
Marti: “Really? I’m a rabbit?”
Missy: “Looks like.”
Marti: “Rabbit’s kind of lame.”
Missy: “You know, foxes eat hares.”
Marti: (raises eyebrows suggestively) “Really? How about that going to bed bit?”
Missy: (big sigh) “You are so disgusting.”
[pause]
Missy: “This conversation is totally going onto my blog.”