As a notification dinged Bellamy tilted her head to the side, "Oh no! I hope I didn't upset them. They seem nervous... Maybe not? Percival, how would you respond?" The fluffy cat looked up at her like it was annoyed and meowed softly as if it was responding. "Hey Mr! No sassing your mommy today! You'll get dry food instead of your fancy food!" He looked blankly at her and she shook her head.
Bellamy The Great: Ah! I'm very sorry if I'm making it difficult...
Bellamy The Great: I just don't get out much and yea... Kinda outta the loop alot.
Bellamy The Great: Anyway, how are you? I haven't seen you in this chat before, are you new?
Gently putting Percival down on the floor she scooted away from the desk and walked to the kitchen. Pouring a glass of wine and grabbing some Ritz crackers, a block of cheese, and a knife she slowly and carefully made her way back to the desk and sat down, preparing her favorite snack.