Re: Playing: Cat/Sharon
We do just fine calling him Panda Cat, I don't know why we can't do the same with you. [She was teasing, obviously, but amusing herself nonetheless.
She mulled it over for a moment. The talking about it. On one hand, she never wanted to stop talking about it, because why would she? Until the second her kids were back where they belonged, why would she ever ever stop talking about it? Or thinking about it? On the other hand, there wasn't anything new to talk about. And working herself up? Not a good idea. She picked up the file from the seat as she climbed into the truck and sat with it on her lap for a moment after she closed the door and settled in. She did chuckle about the cult comment because it was still ridiculous to her. So ridiculous.] They color on the walls, and make me do insane things like split single m&ms in half so they stop fighting, Cat. I love them, they're perfect to me, but not exactly super powered savants I'd want to groom for my cult.
[She opened the file and flipped through it and shook her head.] Well it's nice to know that there is no shortage of weapons of mass destruction in places and with people that ought not have them. Job security, despite a sabbatical. Who is in the market for this bad boy?