There was a knock on the house's door--a warning knock, it seemed, as the turn of the key in the lock was the next noise to be heard. Yotsuyu shoved the door open with her hip, kicking off her shoes and bustling in with a bag of things and two pizza boxes in her other hand.

"All right, gentlemen, I have pizza, a litterbox for our esteemed four-footed guest, and a few packages of Sheba cat food--I hope he likes chicken, turkey, and beef!" Then again, if Cheddar had been a stray, he probably would enjoy it all.

"Also, I spoke to Phil, Clarence...he is happy to know you are safe. I am sure things will blow over at home soon, but it is all right that you are staying." Even with her inability to tell falsehoods at the moment, Yotsuyu really had no problems at all with his presence, either.

She bustled into the kitchen with her burden, unwilling to interrupt the boys further, simply setting down the pizza on the stove, and working on filling the litter box. She also had had the foresight to get a scoop as well...so at least to her mind, things were ordered to her liking!