The feline giggled a little bit at Brad and his actions, always finding him to be really amusing, although every time he wiggled his butt at them he felt like pouncing onto him front behind. Eating up what was left on his plate he proceeded to lick his lips and paws, getting all the flavor from his fur in the process. He then proceeded to guzzle down a glass of milk, purring happily after sighing and leaning back in his chair, just watching everyone for the time being. The feline didn’t really speak that much, occasionally making cat noises every so often to get someone’s attention. He was still able to speak normally and when he did it was because he wanted to get a point across of comment about something quickly. Ceci had talked with him before about getting him to talk more and he had been trying harder for the last few weeks, but kept drifting back into old habits.