<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"I actualy had to use a fully human form most of the time in the Southern US for a century before the civil war, my tail and markings would have gotten me shunned, even with impecable European credentials. My cat part is cheetah, remember?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Wow." He blinked. "Why didn't you just move?" He paused a minute, then looked up. "A thought just crossed my mind. Have you always had to be moving around when people start to realize you've been 22 for about 50 years? Or are you just honest about the sphinx thing? I mean, it sounds like you've moved around a lot, but I'm just curious, because you could pass for, and I use the word in a purely mortal sense, an average catgirl if you kept moving around."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Charmed." Ptricia responded, but with real warmth. "It's an honour to be leading for such a great band. I'm looking forward to seeing your set after we finish warming up."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Same here," he grunted, lightning up a Marlboro Red, despite the "No Smoking" signs blaring from the walls of the green room. "Someone passed me your demo. Fantastic musicianship." Chris, again, looked like he was about to explode. "Ah, well, I suppose I'd better be off then. Pleasure meeting you, Miss." He walked out of the room and Chris nearly collapsed, making an embarrassingly high-pitched happy noise.<br/><br/>((Just going to skip on to the show part. Go ahead and interpose responses or whatever.))<br/><br/>Chris picked up his guitar and gave it a quick test to see if it was still in tune. The venue had filled up quickly and although it was mainly filled with fans of the headline band, there were a few banners with the Cast Iron Stomachs logo being waved around and the occasional hysterical squeal involving something rude and Chris. A particularly graphic one made the guitarist brush brightly underneath his fur. "Tonight is gonna be<span style="font-style: italic">good</span>." He turned around to Kitty. "Hit the intro, let's do this."