"Hen what ther strewburry shirtcoke Moth?" Ellie asked the talking feline, still talking gibberish. "Gotz ta et Jowl."
<”Hm, I wonder what Riley will think of all this.”> The Meowth gave a rather devious smile.
"Dan nun wuz el tukken abor." Ellie replied to her Meowth. "Un yar thonk yen can stoop moi thung yung gate annie thing coyama."
Listening Intently, And With A Moderately Perplexed Expression, The Normal Type Stared At The Woman As She Spoke - If It Could Be Described As That. Glancing To The Other Scratch Cat When She Spoke And Then Back To Ellie Again, He Opened His Mouth To Say Something But Slowly Shut It Again, Thoroughly Confused About What He'd Just Heard.
"...Did She Just Call Me Annie?"













