[Black Mask is sitting in a leather office chair, petting a kitten: a pink Siamese with gold eyes, a gray-white blotch of fur on its face, and black ears and tail. The animal curled up in his lap looks quite pleased to be there--the obvious mutual affection may be unnerving.]I lost custody of my goddamn sea monkeys, and my elf is a sex slave, so I
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After a while, Zoey became an adult again and says, ]
Why would people waste five hundred - never mind.
Are you sure that thing isn't dyed or whatever? Or, I don't know, maybe isn't an actual cat?
[ This place is so weird. ]
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Not sure if the embarrassment is worth it if turns out the cat is an actual person pretending to be a cat. But that's just me.
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Why do things like this never happen to me?! A skull-faced guy selling a pink cat?!
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For the right price.
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What's the right price right now, anyway?
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[Totally ignoring the rest.]
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How very Bond-esque. You should probably get it fixed before it scent-marks all over your nice office.
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Exactly what I was thinkin', Tonegawa.
[A beat.]
About Bond, I mean. I don't know if choppin' off the poor little guy's balls would be the humane thing to do.
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Maybe, maybe- but I'm sure Blofeld didn't have to deal with cat piss on his best suit jacket. Little bastards.
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You sound like you have personal experience in the matter.
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Mrrrrowww!
[Sorry, Roman, this will be Szayel stealing your NV. Just so he can give the screen (and the Quincy) a lick.]
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Wow, what a friendly cat.]
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