Cat, Hmmm? Từ nơi tôi ngồi, bạn trông giống một con mèo con hơn. “Dù bạn nói gì, mèo con Tweedy.
Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten.”My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all right. “It’s Cat,” I repeated firmly. “Cat Raven.””Whatever you say, Kitten Tweedy.
Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave