The Squirrel deity happened across Orko's and smiled wryly.  These humans with their clumsy misdirections and smoke and mirrors, he could show them a thing or two but he was a god, and it wasn't godly to show off.

Seeing Olivia he hoped on to her shoulder and did the old 'i've stolen your nose' trick.

'I've got your nose!'

She gasped and her eyes crossed as she looked down where her nose usually would be on her face. Her eyes started to fill up with tears, lower lip quivering before a full blow tantrum ensued, "Gimmie my nose back!" she said loudly before throwing herself to the ground, banging her fists and feet on the floor like the petulant child she was. A logical rational adult would have felt their face, but Olivia was ten years old, and spent most of her time with an alcoholic bear, talking squirrel and Mistaaaa Dean. So she was having a bit of a hissy fit, instead.