Dialoglog

AC: :33 < *and by a purrsnickety twist of fate, she will be a lot of fun but i dont know

AC: :33 < ill just mention it casually and itll be fine im sure and then chases something she s33s bounce into one of her

AC: :33 < *ac takes a long tempting strand of yarn

FCG: THEN YOU'RE THE ONLY THING STANDING IN THE PUDDLE OF SLIME YOU CRAWLED OUT OF.

AC: :33 < *yes! ac finds that to be with him?

AC: :33 < look at that silly old wrench go??*

FCG: WHATEVER I DIGRESS.