Pete raised his eyebrows curiously when Brittany went on to confirm that it had been the damn cat talking and Pete smirked when her vocal tone changed as she addressed the cat, instead. He looked appropriately impressed when the cat responded to her with one word: his own name.
"That's...I've never seen anything like that before," Pete admitted, giving a facial shrug and a nod of approval. "How's he do that?" he asked. "That thing?" Pete motioned toward the weird contraption hanging from the cat's neck.
Brittany said she was going to teach the cat to play Checkers and Pete, amused, shook his head. "If you can get a talking cat to play Checkers, love, you'll be bloody rich in no time," he pointed out. "'s not every day you meet a talking feline, much less one that can play strategy games," he added. "Where are you lot off to, then?"