Both sets of eyes narrowed. "you're not?" one asked.<br/>"What sort are you, then?" asked the other.<br/>One stretched herself through the threshold and sniffed. "you smell like Inky," she said with an air of disapproval, pointing her chin the way she'd come.<br/>"Lives up the way, an irascible fellow if ever there was one.," the other said.<br/>The first leveled her eyes at Cassie and grinned. "what'd you do to him?" she asked.