Re: Hanging out on the fire escape
"He's not my tiger," Sam glowered, although technically he supposed Shere Khan was his - in some bizarre, twisted way. Even though he had no control over what the tiger did during the full moon. "He's just bitter because his habitat has probably been turned into a McDonald's by now."
Sam glanced down at the beef jerky too. "...yeah, Shere Khan prefers human flesh, not dried beef but it was a good effort. Shall we finish climbing down?" Nope, this didn't look strange at all! Nothing to see here, folks!