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The front door opens a tiny crack, like it wasn't properly latched and has come ajar. A moment later a tiny nose pokes through, followed soon by a fuzzy head.

A cat, black and white with wide yellow eyes, peeks into Milliways, meowing to announce this new discovery, then slipping through the crack into the bar.

"No, no, no, no-- "

The door swings wide, pushed open by a man in a black mask, a box of kitty kibble in his hand.

He's too late, the cat makes a break for freedom and adventure, and Matt is left standing in the doorway trying to track the feline as it threads its way through the chaos of the bar.

"Damn it."

There is absolutely no way Claire is ever going to let him live this down.

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"Festian. Do you like my language, opinionated cat or how my voice sounds?"

Cassian keeps his voice calm as he pets the cat's back.

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"Its owner speaks Spanish," Matt says, finally putting that piece together.

This isn't going the way Matt wants it to at all, so obviously he needs a new plan. Cassian seems to have the cat for now, so letting the man hang onto it, Matt calls to a wait rat and asks for some chicken.

The cat is content in Cassian's arms for now, leaning up to lick the man's chin with it's raspy tongue. Matt can hear the thing purring and it makes his shake his head, annoyed.

The licking tickles a little, Cassian needs to shave and he smiles down at the cat. "I've been told its a common language on Earth."

"In some places."

Matt considers the situation and the best way to handle it. This may turn into another standoff if he tries putting the cat in a bag or something, so he tables that strategy for now.

The rat returns with a grilled chicken strip, giving Cassian and the cat a wide berth in order to deliver it to Matt.

Taking the chicken, Matt tears off a small piece and moves over to Cassian, holding the chicken out for the cat.

"Here, come get this."

Pausing in its licking, the cat sniffs the air, leaning forward towards the bit of meat.

"See, he has something you like." Cassian turns so that its easier for the cat to get the meat.

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Matt holds the chicken closer, and the cat reaches out and grabs it, turning back to Cassian so that it can eat it against the man's chest and use it to catch bits that fall.

Tail flicking, the cat turns back for more as soon as it's done with the first bit.

Breaking off another piece from the strip, Matt holds it for the cat while gesturing at Cassion to give over the animal.

"Should've known it would take bribery," he notes to the cat.

"I'm not your table." He points out to the cat as he picks it up while its eating to hand over.

The cat doesn't seem to care about Cassian not being a table, or being handed over.

Matt is quick with another piece of chicken when the cat finishes the latest piece, grimacing as he's the table now.

"Thanks," he says to Cassian, and then he's turning to leave before the chicken runs out or the cat decides to bring those claws of its to bear again.

(OOC: Seems like a good fade point. Thank you for the great thread.)

"You're welcome." Cassian nods at Matt and the cat as they go.

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