â€œRight, rightâ€¦I forgot..â€ She tapped the side of her skull and smirked. â€œWell then you get to meet Momo, heâ€™s my cat. Grumpy, but my cat nonetheless.â€  Bobby may have just met Xander just yesterday, but he made her feel safe, not alone, and cared about.  Gently she took his hand and guided him toward a Yellow house just behind the Diner.  Skipping up the steps she pulled a key from her pocket and unlocked the door, just as a black cat came running up the steps and face first into the wall 5 inches from the open door. â€œOhâ€¦and Momoâ€™s blind,â€ she said this trying to hold back laughter. Momo, the black Persian cat growled at the door, his fur puffing up and out making him look like a burnt marshmallow.  Picking the frustrated cat up he writhed within her gentle grip before jumping down and running into the house this time.<br/><br/>Bobby rolled her eyes and pulled Xander inside. â€œDo you want anything to eat? Drink? We have some Sodaâ€¦â€ Looking to Xander as she perched herself on the sofaâ€™s arm. Her eyes smiling, as this was the first time she had ever had a guest in her house.