"Egh. Sorry about that." Dave, whose complexion already tended toward the orange, blushed a momentary beetroot at Aoi's ministrations. "Hate to make a mess all over everything. Especially since you keep this place so clean!"<br/><br/>The kitten's ability - and willingness - to soak up the puddle might have gobsmacked Dave yesterday, but any preconceptions he had had about the shop had long since gone out the window. He leaned down to look her in the eye. "Thanks, cutie. That's a great color for you."<br/><br/>A moment's fishing in yet another pocket yielded a stub of pencil, and he began to sketch a rough outline in the notebook.