…and the cat is still not allowed into the tea room because he’s convinced that somewhere there is catnip if he can only destroy enough to get at it.
“Whsk!” Pattie aimed a spray at the incoming Skitty. “Ffffft! HSSSSS!”
“Ma'am,” said Officer Marken. “I’m afraid it’s against station regulations to interfere with a Skitty’s duties.” She already had the digipad out and was taking notes.
“I know,” said Pattie. “But it’s the tea. They keep smashing the containers. They keep smashing the crockery! We can’t afford the Reboundables… not with all the breakages… Our only hope is keeping the cats out…”
“They’re hunting for vermin, Miss Newtrio.”
“They’re hunting for catnip, Officer Marken… and we don’t have any. We never had any. If I let them do what they want… we’re ruined…”
Lyr Marken sighed. “I’ll see if I can arrange something with the Britanian and the Xin'hua embassies. Neither of those empires want to see tea going to waste.”
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