Cat would have been surprised the witch population of SouthEast Michigan, but then they were a very close-knit group that relied more on one another than outsiders. It was hard to make a contact with them unless you already knew someone.
Issac wanted to tell her that he already knew about the happy engagement he had not been allowed to know about, but then he knew that she knew that he knew and it was best to just keep silent about it. If nothing else, the Cirque was a ball of gossipmongers whether externally or internally. Eventually, everyone would know, and while Issac wanted to celebrate with them, he was very aware of his exile from cuddle friends.
"Can you feel it? The waves? It's like swimming with the fishes of Oz. Oh! I wonder if they talk! I need to get Greyson in here!" Issac flipped onto his stomach and tapped on the floor. A few people wandered by the two, but for some reason did not seem to notice the Mentalist on the ground.