The Doctor was growing a little impatient. Michael didn't seem to know the first thing about his girlfriend's likes and dislikes. "Cats," he said, a little sharply. "Does she like cats?"
"Yeah! Yeah, she loves cats."
"Now we're getting somewhere." With that, he jumped up to the waist into a mound of fuzz and pulled out two costumes. "Small cats - ?" He waved the costume in his right hand, which was about the size of a real cat and (Michael presumed) functioned as a hat. "Or large cats?" He waved the much larger costume in his left hand, which the size of a human and looked to have been stolen straight from the Cats musical.
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