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When Georgiana exits her car (with an extendable leash in one hand and her coat hanging open), she's doing so extremely carefully - a harness and creative seat-belting keeps Hellion more or less securely in the backseat, but it won't stop her from taking a shot at getting out the front if she thinks it's feasible. Front doors shut, leash in hand, Georgiana opens the back and crouches down to fix the leash to Hellion's harness before she undoes the attachments to the seatbelt, straightening up slowly as she backs out to coax the animal down from the car.
Savannah cats are really interesting to own.
"All right," she murmurs, locking the Aston and immediately losing her keys in the depths of her bag, "let's go and take a look-and-see, shall we?"
Walkies!