"Here, put this on her forehead.  
It'll help. It did me."                
     "You're Amy, I presume. The night-
crew lead."                            
     "Not for much longer, sorry to    
say.”                                  
     "Where are my manners," the Cat   
said from behind the desk. She was     
typing away, stopping to read,         
clicking, reading more, and then typing
again.                                 
     "Criminal, this is Amy and vice-  
versa. She's the one who got me        
scheduled for extermination. Nice      
woman, otherwise."                     
     "You've got to learn some social  
skills if you're going to go out into  
the real-world, Cat," I said, feeling  
like such a hypocrite, because who was 
I to lecture anyone about social       
* skills.                                  
     "Are you guys really going to take
her away, so she doesn't get hurt?"    
     "That's the plan," Beth said from 
the chair and took the wet towel off   
her forehead.                          
     "Did I just faint?"               
     "You swooned like a beautiful     
dove, my dear. I wish I’d videotaped   
it, it was quite glorious," the Cat    
said, actually saying something nice   
for once. "I believe you might have    
enjoyed watching it yourself."         
     I looked at Beth, and she was just
staring, with her mouth wide open, at  
the Cat, just staring. Then she        
swallowed and looked at me, "That Cat  
can talk. It can really talk."         
     "I hate to be the one to tell you 
this, but I told you so,” I said, but  
then amended myself, “Hell, that’s not 
true. I loved telling you that, and    
now, we’re both hallucinating."        



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