*The gray Persian is in a meeting with Fett* You know what to do; I'll send Scraps to retrieve progress reports from you... *looks up upon hearing the scratch at the door* Let whoever that is in on your way out.
*the Russian blue nods* As you command. *leaves the office, leaving the door open for Scraps and passing him without a word*
*steps to one side as Fett leaves; the Russian's complete lack of emotion had always set him on edge; enters the office, closing the door behind him* Sir, the new queen is in Macavity's lair. She spent last night in a building not far from here with a large tom who didn't speak the whole time; she referred to him as Khan.