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[with_his_tail_high]

It is Mardi Gras.

The cat has not had his gender reversed, nor has he been dressed in a costume of any sort. Which is good, because he would Not Approve of that sort of thing.

He is, however, strolling around the bar and looking endearingly at people in the hopes that he will get a treat. Hey, it's called "Fat Tuesday" for a reason, you know.

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[diehard_daniel]

Daniel would happily oblige the kitty, but first he needed the treat.

"Would you like some pets first while I get you some milk?" he/she asked, as he had been changed into a woman again.

[with_his_tail_high]

The cat shrugs, as much as one can shrug without shoulders. "If you like."

[diehard_daniel]

"Huh, a talking cat," said Daniel aloud, "So, have you been coming here long?"

He flagged down a rat and asked for the milk, it squeaked and ran off.

Daniel reached a hand down to sritch the kitty under the chin, if he'd let him.

[with_his_tail_high]

"Long enough."

The cat pulls away when Daniel tries for a chinscratch. He has his limits, after all.

[diehard_daniel]

Daniel folded his hands on the table.

"So," said Daniel perplexed, "What is your name. Mine is Daniel."

[with_his_tail_high]

The cat rolls over on the floor, lazily. "Cats don't have names."

[diehard_daniel]

"Really?" he asked, "What should I call you then?"

[with_his_tail_high]

"Must you call me anything?"

[diehard_daniel]

"Fair enough," said Daniel as the milk was delivered to the table.

[with_his_tail_high]

The cat rolls back onto his feet and looks up at Daniel hopefully.

(He will jump up on the table to get at that milk if you tarry too long, Daniel. Don't think he won't.)

[diehard_daniel]

Daniel won't care very much about a cat on a table.

"Do you prefer the floor or the table?" asked Daniel.

[with_his_tail_high]

"The floor."

[diehard_daniel]

Daniel obliged.

[with_his_tail_high]

The cat immediately sets to work lapping up the milk, paying no more heed to Daniel.

Gratitude is for humans and dogs.

[diehard_daniel]

Daniel smiled and shrugged, he had other things to attend to, like the stack of books he had set on the table.