[Loud crashing sounds ensue. Various things have been strewn about the floor in room 318 of Hotel Dusk. A cat, otherwise known as Binx, bounds across the feed. Oh, and there's Ange, looking frazzled.]
B... Binx, no, don't do that! Aah, it's all useless! I'm not cut out for this...
[Wait, is her hair up in a ponytail? The usual pink bobbles
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Are you okay? Is the kitty okay? That was a kitty, right? Purrhaps I can help?
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[More crashing sounds.]
I think I can... handle this...
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