Cooper has never been more thankful that his girlfriend works odd hours. She's been gone only an hour and might be gone the rest of the night. That's good for his temper. He's less likely to be looking to aggressively protect what he thinks is his when she's not around. He's also got the advantage of home turf.

"Wasn't aware you cared when she wasn't on the clock." He's still pissed off at Cesare, so he's allowed to get one or two jabs in. At least this time he isn't hitting below the belt with any snarky comments. "She's fine." Those two words couldn't have been harder to come out than if if he was having his teeth pulled.

Juliet, curious as to what the new person arrived is doing there, crosses the doorstep and heads straight for Cesare. Cooper picks the cat up and pulls her back inside the flat. If her cat gets hurt, Nancy will never forgive him. He holds the cat in his arms, scratching her behind the ears. "Don't go near him, Juliet. You'll get fleas."