"You can't keep me here! I'm no slave!" the feline shrieks.
"Yeah yeah," Mervin says, waddling, or whatever it does, up to her, "but your tag says otherwise." Mervin reaches down with one of the tentacles it isn't walking on and snags a little brown thing from her shoulder. "However, you won't be needing this anymore as I've decided enough's enough. Arnold, get rid of her."
Arnold looks puzzled for a moment.
"Er, where should I get rid of her boss?" he says slowly.
You can hear Mervin seeth as his tentacles quiver in impatience.
"In your damn gut you moron! God do I have to explain everything in detail?"
Gut? Is he telling the wolf to eat the catwoman?
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