He was half tempted to jest, but then he remembered that this girl shaped thing could probably help him to an early grave. And he didn't want that. Life still had way too many pleasures to give it up. So he swallowed a bite of tuna and smiled.
"The cat. You know me. Usually a bit smaller. More fur. Didn't the Saints tell you?" Seriously was he going to have to do this with every of the Saint's little paramours? He was going to have to have words with them.
He offered her the wine so she wouldn't kick him across the continent and motioned to the door. "Close that will you? I'm Cat Sidhe," he explained patiently, "I have the ability to be both feline and human. I chose this today. So hi I'm Kellan."