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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday afternoon

The kitty was still frolicking around the lobby as the staff set up afternoon tea. They felt that it was what Mary would have wanted if she wasn't currently a feline.

The menu was the same as previous weeks with one exception. By request, Gunther had added mini cheesecakes to the list of available pastries.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Join us for afternoon tea.

Free dessert if you can figure out how to change our manager back into her old self.

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Place your order or make a suggestion for coaxing out Mary's human side.

Stan, over the course of the handwavey conversation with Gunther, learned that the fuzzy orange cat he took with him to his office at the Clinic, and vented some concerns to, was... actually... one of those concerns.

Woe.

Stan drank a lot of tea. Gunther may have placed something not quite tea-like yet still distilled in Stan's blend because he needed it.

"Meow?"

Mary Kitty sat at Stan's feet and watched him worriedly.

"Mary? I'm sorry. I said things that you were not necessarily meant to hear." Such as comparing the respective charms of Mary and Millie. He sipped more (alcoholic) tea.

The kitty thought that what Stan said was rather sweet. Besides, she was happy that Stan wouldn't be completely lonely now that she was a kitten. She purred and rubbed her head against his ankle.

"Although you may have the advantage on adorableness," he said, leaning over to skritch. "And please don't tell me Millie's standing behind me to hear that."

Mary continued to purr. Being a kitten was such a nice, easy life. No worries, no cares, just lots of fish, milk, catnip and skitches. She hoped this lasted for a while.

Okay, adorable or not, Stan missed having a Mary that was more...talkative, albeit less likely to purr. It was a bit hard to have a conversation with someone whose breath smelled of tuna. And had a penchant for shedding. Cutely shedding, but still...there was easily enough fluff to make a clone of kitty!Mary.

Ah, that was the allure of being a kitten. No difficult conversations. No conversations at all, in fact, because of the short atten...

Wait, was Gunther walking away with her catnip toy? He couldn't do that! Mary rushed after him as fast her four legs would take her.

"Gah! Wait, kitty--"becuase he was not calling her Mary right now--"you're gonna hurt yourself."

He facepalmed.

She's looking for people to play with or for a saucer of milk.

"Well, hello there, kitty," John said. "It's a shame that Mary's not here. You're so cute!" Scritch. Scritch skritch scritchscritchscritch. "I miss her."

Mary Kitty thought John was being silly. She knew that he knew perfectly well that she was still Mary, only better. Being a kitten was a lot more fun that being human and she was starting to hope that she never had to change back. She purred contently while being scritched and waited patiently for a saucer of milk. Well, as patiently as a kitten could be.

John was silly. And wondering how embarrassing it would be to offer skritches to Human!Mary.

Okay, now he was thinking about it. And kinda blushing.

[my own kitty is demanding scritches!]

If Mary knew what he was thinking, she'd be dealing out some scratches of her own with sharp little kitten claws. She wasn't that kind of girl, er, kitten!

And John would have been offended, because he was offering chaste, friendly ear rubs. Or maybe a back massage. Or something.

Anyways, it wouldn't be the same unless Mary was dressed up in a catsuit chasing toy mice or something. And then that'd be weird.

[and yes, caught that part of the episode where the other gal's dressed in the mrrrowr bunny suit]

"Meow?"

Translated from kitten, that was "Please to be time for milk now?"

Sadly, John had never learned to speak Kitten, so he didn't know his Can I Has Cheesebuger Tiem from his Noooo! They Be Stealin' Mah Bukket!, unfortunately. He did move the creamer aside to pour a bit of water into a saucer for her.

Water? Mary was insulted. She turned her nose up and waited for something better to come along.

[I'm going to be running to dinner soon. And maybe a bar. So if I completely disappear...]

John upended another cup and poured a bit of creamer into the saucer, eyebrow raised.

[I'm going to shoot pool. So have fun! :D]

I'm around for about an hour or so and then hopefully again this evening, but I'm in a hotel business center and there are aunties reading over my shoulder. Go ahead and mod Mary and Gunther while I'm not around.

Thanks to Jeff, River and Stan for taking care of the kitty this week! I had so much fun going back and catching up on all those posts.

Tomorrow I'm headed to a city with a lower altitude, so yay for no more altitude sickness! Unfortunately, the next two hotels I stay at don't have 'Net access so this may be the last you see of me until I get home on Friday.

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