[ That? Is a motherfucking cat.

...sort of. ]

Mrrrrrrrrowr.

Oh my.

[ Isn't that an ocelot? Or, it might be too small to be an ocelot- a margay perhaps?

Either way, the glee Yusuf feels at the purring creature is unparalleled. ]

Where did you come from little guy?

I'm missing my dogs.

What kind of dogs?

Two fox terriers... They were just with me, I'm not sure where they could've gone.

You really think they'll show?

I think it is more than possible.

Look at the pattern, my friend. Everyone, or... thing, that has shown up, seems to know- or think they know someone in The City, yes?

Ah, that's true, isn't it?

I'll keep an eye out.

Have you tried making posters? We could make posters and put them up at strategic locations around [ a short pause ] wherever this is, in case anyone's seen them.

Unfortunately I do not have a picture of any of them on me, and I am afraid my drawing skills begin and end at chemical structures. If I put up a missing cat poster, every stray in The City would show up at my mate's flat.

[ Which really wouldn't be any different than in Mombasa, but Yusuf isn't getting into that. ]

I could try to draw something? [ A little bit of fake modesty creeps into her voice as she goes on: ] You may not know this, but I did found the first ever Art Appreciation Society for my rehab group.

Right, so, are you the coffee boy? Can I get a super skinny latte? Make it a small - we're pigging out today. It's only five of us sharing.

Sorry-

[ That is a... lot of misconception for the speed at which she voiced all that. Yusuf blinks down at the device and doesn't exactly know where to start first. ]

How do you share a- Are you entirely sure you need more caffeine?

Are you... judging our diet? Cause, looking at you? You're really not in a position to. You are not runway-ready, my friend. Okay?

Have you tried saying the magic words, 'here, kitty kitty' into deep dark crevices, because I hear that's the sure-fire method for finding stray pets.

Good advice, if I had lost them while in The City.

Let me guess. Part of the all the worldly possessions you owned that you didn't get the chance to take with you?

[ a beat. then: ]

And please tell me the tourism board has a better name for this place than the ominous title of The City.

Baa aa aa aa.

You.





Are not a cat.

Mrrkgnao.

[ Oh. My. God.

R-reaches for..... ]

[There is some strange cat sense at work here. She knows instinctively that this man will feed her (if she were, in fact, in cat form. Well. Maybe not. She's a lion.) Anyway]

Did you find her?

I am happy to report that I did. She is doing well- [ Yusuf makes a face, thinking on her initial reaction to the corgi puppy's presence in what essentially equated to "her" flat. Cat logic, it can be deceptively simple. ]

With the exception of the puppy...

No, it's pretty unusual, and very deviated. We're a curse.

Oh no, you've lost your cats? Try taking a shirt that you wear a lot- or, like, even an undershirt would be better- and put it in a trap with something like sardines- Oh, unless they're males, they probably should avoid fish, but they're better as far as strong scent- in a bowl, and keep it out only in the morning or at least when it's light out, it should attract them, although it'll be harder with two of them, and I'd suggest picking them up, but even if they're completely social and lap-cats once they roam outside they're liable to become a little hostile.

What a knowledgeable pony you are...

[ Though, he is not going to be getting any closer considering the run in he just had with what can only be named DEMON GOAT FROM HELL. ]