Comin’ through, cat on mission, excuse me, comin’ through…
Who the hells was that!
I have no idea. Also, excuse me, mister, spare a tuna?
Hang on, I think we’re losing focus. Who was that strange cat?
Yeah, I want to know. The question is very nearly keeping me awake here.
Well, it wasn’t me.
It was me, I admit it. You caught me, copper, and then you shot me. Now, I die. Woe.
Very interesting… Also, strange.
With thanks to Scott Lynch for supplying the mystery cat and couch.