Tabby shot her a look, sipping the edge of another drink. Generous? Interesting use of the phrase there, but not surprisng coming from the Cat. She was attention seeking after all...Tabs just wanted more friends. She never had very many growing up, most girls thought she was a boy with her choppy hair cut and less than steller attitude towards dolls. It wasn't her fault that they looked so funny being blown up into tiny plastic bits all over the sandbox.
"He is probably fast there as he is anywhere else..." she muttered, allowing the rest of the shot to slide down her throat. " But...shall we dance?"