I got out of bed this morning, couldn't find the cat. Went to make breakfast, still no sign of the cat. (He likes eggs. And bacon. And toast.) Went to the bathroom...
Dropped my cup. I don't know why he does this to me. I'm so nice to him, and he hides in the bathtub to stare at me.
(DORA) TONKS:
Anything yet?
FRIENDS:
Something good must have happened to someone this week, right? I want to hear about it.