A text... from Anton! And of course...where else would that annoying cat be.<br/><br/>Anton was surely tired of eating out and so she went to her refrigerator and pulled out one of the containers of home madechicken noodle soup to give to him. He was probably tired as well and wouldn’t feel like cooking.<br/><br/>I’ll be down in a minute she texted, and went to check herself in the mirror. Damn. Why didn’t she look like a Magdalene? Still, she wrangled her hair into something approximating a hairstyle and freshened up her face with a tinted lip balm after splashing some water and applying moisturizer. Some eyeliner, but that was it, she wasn’t big into gobs of make up.<br/><br/>Grabbing the soup container and her keys and phone she headed downstairs.