Whether the boy was handsome or not, Gabrielle was positively enamored with the kitten. Cooing, she reached out with a single finger to pet the creature. It was so small!
"Ze cat, eet eez vairy brave in zis wind, I zink," she commented. Honestly, she was holding back a scolding. To have such a fragile baby out and unprotected in his hands was positively irresponsible! He apologized again, and she decided to let him be.
His stammering did not go unnoticed. This always happened when she met new boys. Normally she would have a little fun with it, but toying with this man would, in turn, result in the poor kitten having to remain outside. Still... a little conversation could not hurt, could it?
"My name eez Gabrielle, by ze way," she said with a crisp smile. The wind picked up for a moment, causing the tips of her hair to tease in the direction of the gentleman and his cat.