Cat Veer found service Giant Cat Lamps for the visiting witches—two round, plump ordinary Giant Cat Lamps of a gray-furred breed that even Jiang Han could barely recognize. These Giant Cat Lamps lay sprawled across different counters, snoring away in blissful leisure. Cat Veer walked over, grabbed their tails, and yanked downward, flinging them onto the floor. The chubby creatures let out groggy "Meow-ow?" sounds, pried open their still-hazy cat eyes, and stared at Cat Veer. Though not particularly large, Cat Veer had plenty of temper, plenty of character, and a fierce presence as she snarled:
"Meow-ow, Cat Mila, Cat Ka, help Cat receive the guests, or Cat will give your cat tails a discount!"
Though Giant Cat Lamps' tails were remarkably flexible, the threat still worked.
Jiang Han watched the two Giant Cat Lamps' whiskers tremble before they scampered off with meow-ows to provide the witches with introductory service. Around the places where their necks ought to have been hung huge bow ties, strung with introduction panels and something like instruction manuals. Jiang Han thought it was a good method; at the very least, it let these cats know how to receive guests.
"If Cat doesn't give these cats a proper scare, all they want to do is play on cat trees and in cardboard boxes in the shop!" Cat Veer grumbled, pointing at the two fat cats. "And they still want Cat's Cat Gold Pawprint as wages—do they deserve it?"
One of the cats turned back and said in the aggrieved tone of a wronged kitten, "Meow-ow, Cat Lamp Law stipulates statutory wages..."
"But aren't you cats perfectly happy taking those wages? Cat heard it yesterday—you two bad cats decided that once you got paid, you'd go get Cat Lamp massages! You wanted the Cat Dollfolk to use