"Yeah? I know a big black one -- he's not mine, of course. Caught him eating some fish out by a cafe. Don't know how he actually got it, but I guess he's lookin' out for himself. Anyway, when I got close, you'd have thought I was gonna steal his dinner with the stink eye he was throwin' me!" He was talking, of course, about Tybalt.

...What was with cats and Shakespearean names?