Stone smirked a little. "Well now that you've verbally jinxed it, I think it's safe to say you're screwed, Thunderpuss." He smirked and picked up the utensils and the glasses. Slate rolled over onto all fours and started making a figure eight around Stone's feet, purring as he rubbed his sides along Stone's legs. Stone looked down and shook his head. "I really think this cat is retarded." He decided. Lis bought a retarded dwarf cat. That was fitting.