Zhang stood by the door inside, and turned to find that Selena was not following him.  He watched the Jaguar circle the cat, and then rolled his eyes heavenward when she hopped up on the hood and lay down to stare in at the driver.  Charlie was retreating into his seat, his arms almost straight out, his knuckles going pale as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.  He glanced to Senfeng, and was torn between fear of what had to be a Supernatural on his hood, and annoyance at the damage being done to the car.<br/><br/>With a look of apology to Charles, Zhang turned from his open door, and walked up to the car.  He climbed up on the hood, and settled in beside the Jaguar.  He returned to petting her, even though she stared in at the driver…seeing food.  He whispered to her, and again, Called to her, as he had in the park, trying to break her focus on Charlie.  Zhang, knowing he was perhaps taking a risk at being bitten or torn by claws, nuzzled into her ruff, slipping his arms around her.<br/><br/>“Come, Selena, I have meat to share in the House…Charlie is not meat…ever.”<br/>