[The squirrels hesitate. They're curious about this human that talks like them, but the other human could be a threat. Doreen calms them down, telling them that she'll punch the newcomer if he tries to hurt them.]

They're curious about me and Tippy-Toe. [She points to the squirrel in the pink bow that's riding on her shoulder.] Can't really blame them. Most of the squirrels in New York are used to my whole thing, but these guys aren't.