Ohhh, Summer was so glad she'd equipped Chiana with that particular ammo! And it was true, too! You were doing the island a service by sitting in Summer's apartment again right now, Stark!

"Ooh!" she said, rubbing Pancakes' belly a little as she started rolling into the small pile of catnip before popping up to her feet. "They're here!"

She bounced over to the door, opening it and stepping back to gesture them in. "Stark. Chiana. Glad you guys could make it, come on in. This is Mr. PBH..."

The little yellow bean of a guy with the very small top hat waved from the coffee table with a little "Ooooh wheeee!" of greeting.

"And that's my cat, Pancakes."

Pancakes had catnip now, she was not paying any attention to the latest additions to the party.