[ Well, Kitty had been looking for Nathaniel, and that cry of disgusted dismay certainly helps her triangulate his location. She wends her way through the shop over to the register, to find Nathaniel with a cat contentedly kneading at those good-pants. She grins openly, delighted at the tableau - but doesn't laugh openly. She has a little bit of respect for his pride. ]
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I've seen better.
[ ...Right, a little bit. ]