Vincent smiles some as the kitty snuggles up on him. In response to her naughty whispering, he tells her that he would prefer to do that in private, and that maybe then should head there now. His hand found its way way to her tailplug, and was playfully tugging on it. Not so much that it would come out, but she could feel herself being played with. "So kitty cat, let's go to your room and you can show us your toys." He whispered back into her ears.