Laughing, Toby snatched the ball easily in mid-air between both palms and shook his head. "Good try, kitty," he said with a playful grin. "We try 'gain, oui?" He tossed it more easily this time, underhanded and in a high arc to give her more time to adjust her paws for its descent.
When she caught the ball, he grinned wider and cheered, clapping. "Bon, bon, cherie! Oui, you gon' do real good wit' dis one. De crowd, dey like to see de catch-game."