"I tried that, it's why I'm not allowed to come down to the actual shop anymore. Seriously, they're like three blocks away but they make me call in for orders." she grabbed the other Lex Luthor, ripping the paper wrapper off and chowing down as she hopped up on the counter to sit between the two bags. Roxy was no fool she had long since learned to position herself close to the food, even if there wasn't a chance of her going hungry.
"I'm trying to buy a motorcycle, so yeah, we're gonna have to get creative. I need to stop stealing candy and focus on money. Either that or it's time to start hunting sea gulls, they're pretty plentiful, like winged rats." Such was the problem of being such a large cat in a tiny body that had to work for a living.