Mercy, Salem, open
Cats on counters were no new thing to her. Cats in pirate hats, also not exactly new. Lots of her clients with house cats (as opposed to barn cats) dressed them up.
A cat drinking punch that he (apparently?) made leap from a punch bowl to a cup was ... new.
"So ..." Mercy said. "Can you talk like the dog does?" She felt moderately silly asking a cat if he could talk. But the dog could, and though she didn't see a similar collar on the cat, she figured he might actually talk with his mouth and not through a collar.
Why not? It wasn't like magic was a stranger to this place.