"Rosie, what are you talking about? What do you mean–"
Before Diana could fully process Kurt's jaw dropping revelation about Faye, a sudden, loud sound shattered the quiet room.
BANG!
The glass window rattled in its frame and sharp scratching echoed from behind the curtains.
"What in the world...?" The dark intensity in Diana's eyes momentarily gave way to surprise. She got off Kurt's lap and went to see what the commotion was about.
Pulling back the red curtains, she revealed a small, spotless white cat desperately clawing against the exterior glass pane, with its tiny face pressed against the glass in sheer panic.
"A cat?" Diana unlocked the window latch with a tilt of her head.
'Isn't that… Kitty?'
Once open, Kitty burst inside. Ignoring Diana entirely, the feline sprinted straight up to Kurt and jumped onto the edge of the mattress. To her bewilderment, the cat opened its mouth and spoke in a posh English accent.
