[He's sitting in his room, one hand playing with a bundle of rolling silver fur on his lap and there is a sound of purring.]
I didn't think something so small could make so much sound.
[Irk! It's recording. Coughs.]Um, yeah, so a job. I guess I need a job. I was told macaroni was bad for kittens. So, yeah, I guess I could offer my services to
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