Cass rolled his eyes, but said nothing. As long as he didn't have to see Miles at work. At the jibe of Hunt, he couldn't help but to laugh.
'Twice a day doesn't cover it by far, but see here is the thing - I don't,' he said with a laugh. 'I might try to make sure that he gets all the shitty jobs though,' he added with smirk.
April 19th...that wasn't too far away. How long were cats pregnant? Perhaps an early one then. Cass smirked. 'Well let's just say I'm going to be his favourite shortly enough,' he said with a wink. 'And with that, I should probably make sure to stay the favourite of the beautiful woman I brought with me,' he added.
'I'll talk to you more later.' Taking another sip of his firewhiskey, he turned and headed back to Susan.