The growl brought a quirk of Whisper's eyebrow, but she said nothing further. Maybe she would make a pair of booties just because of that. Negative attention from an animal was very different than that from a human and not at all appreciated. "I'll make sure that Jerold's ready to go... he'll be very compliant by then." Whisper knew how to wear the man out so that he did whatever he was told without a second thought. She'd been doing things like that for nearly two centuries.
"Good to see you as well, darling," Whisper replied. "Make sure to make a very large stir at the party." Not that she thought the model actually needed encouragement to do that, it was just in her nature. The moment Kikuya and Makoto were out the door, Whisper went to the window and called for Jerold to come back into the house. After seeing the dark shadow detach from him she remembered something she had forgotten to mention to Kikuya - he had a familiar.