Uniting the Catpeople MKII

[Mistress Guendolen]

"You lived in a box?..." Her expression grew slightly mournful. "That... that's sad.... You'll never have to live in one again, so long as I'm around! But-" She self-consciously cleared her throat, as though trying to distract from that sudden brief spat of fierceness. "But if you'd like to share a drink, sure. I've got orange juice in the fridge. We can make Screwdrivers. I really don't like straight liquor, for the most part...."

[David]

Jack catches the mournful look on Guen's face and sighs. Unfortunately, not many people are as kind and giving and you are, Guen. It's nice to know you'll make sure that won't happen again.

Walking into the room, he sticks his hand into the bag he left earlier and pulls out an unopened bottle of Smirnoff, that seems to lighten his mood as is evident by his ears perking up when he shows the bottle to Guen.
While I have drunk straight from the bottle before, I'll agree on the fact it's not the most desireable thing to do.

[Mistress Guendolen]

"Unfortunately, yes. So many people are just selfish and mean.... Well, anyone'll have to get through me in order to hurt you." She shook herself a bit again, taking a look at the bottle. "Ah, you've got the good stuff, I see. At least a known brand, anyway! And I'm not precisely an epicure- or the alcoholic equivalent thereof- so a known name is a good one, by me." She went into the kitchen, getting out two tall glasses and the jug of orange juice. "You want ice in yours? I know I prefer mine cold...."

[David]

Mm, nice to know that you'll use some of those fancy martial arts skills if needed then. Jack chuckles and places the spirit on a table, flicking his tail idly as he grins at Guen. Ice would be great, you know about the whole "on the rocks" thing, right?

[Mistress Guendolen]

"Hopefully I won't ever have to employ them though. I really don't like the idea of either of us ever being attacked.... But if we are, I'll be ready!" A light laugh. "But yeah, I know about 'on the rocks.' If that's how you like it, that's how you'll have it." She opened the freezer, pulling out the ice cube tray. "Just say when!"

[David]

Jack allows Guen to pour a rather generous amount of the vodka into his glass full of ice before chuckling and saying, When!
The glass looks more like it's going to be vodka with a shot of orange juice than the opposite.

[Mistress Guendolen]

"Ah, I see you like a little juice with your vodka, huh?" Her own glass was pretty much the opposite; predominantly juice. "Well, here you go. Hope I mixed it to your liking!" She passed his glass over with a grin.

[David]

Jack takes the glass and raises it with a grin. Cheers!
Then just like that, he downs the whole thing in one go with his ears twitching from side to side before lowering the now empty glass and coughing a little.
Mmm, nice and orangey with a hint of burning. Maybe next time I'll have less vodka...

[Mistress Guendolen]

The sight if the twitching ears made her start giggling like mad. "I'm sorry, I can't help it, your ears are so darn cute right now..." she managed through her giggles. "Just be careful! Don't want to have to stagger you off to bed singing a drunken tune!"

[David]

I'll be OK...
Jack seems to look a little out of it but he's still standing. Ears twitching a little but at a more sedate pace.

[Mistress Guendolen]

"Good to know." She rubbed his back lightly with one hand, sipping her own drink more slowly.

[David]

Jack purrs softly from the back rubbing with his tail curling a little, obviously enjoying it.
Damn, you're good this, Guen...

[Mistress Guendolen]

She couldn't help but smile. That reaction made her want to just cuddle him.... "It's not the first time I've heard that.... Would you like more?" Setting down the glass, she moved around behind him to rub his shoulders with both hands.

[David]

Jack's purring grows louder as he closes his eyes and lets Guen do her thing.
I-I didn't know you were an amateur massager, Guen...

[Mistress Guendolen]

"Guess I'm just full of surprises," she said, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "But yeah. My family always liked me to give them back rubs and things. I haven't done one for a long time. Nice to know I've still got my hands in, so to speak.... If you want to stretch out, I can give you a proper one. Back rub, I mean."