"Come in and have a seat."
Russell invited the two unlucky women inside, then grabbed two sodas from the fridge. When he turned around, Max spotted the T-1000 dozing on the sofa.
Short-haired cat form!
"Officer Russell, I had no idea you had a cat. And it's so cute..."
Max had zero resistance to cats. She picked up the short-haired cat and started petting it. The result was terrible. Her technique was exquisite, and she put plenty of effort into it, but the short-haired cat remained completely unmoved, too lazy even to grunt.
Understandable. Though it looked like a cat, it was actually a robot.
After trying twice to scratch the short-haired cat under the chin, only to have its paws slap her hand away both times, Max was deeply wounded. She looked utterly miserable.
"Max, you can tell from its demeanor that this is a well-bred aristocratic cat. You should be more polite."
It was rare to see Max get shut down, and Caroline was delighted. She took the opportunity to mock her a little.
"You mean this high-society cat saw through my essence as a poor person, so it can't be bothered with me?"
Max refused to admit defeat and immediately fired back, "Don't get smug. You're just like me—a penniless poor person."
As they spoke, the short-haired cat leaped up and lay down on another armchair, closing its eyes to rest.
"You're right. It really does despise us."
"Ladies, aside from borrowing the bathroom, what else did you need?"
Russell set the sodas on the coffee table. "If you're here to borrow money, just say so. No need to be embarrassed. I know you're poor."
"..." x2
Caroline rolled her eyes. One man and one woman with Poison Tongues made her deeply uncomfortable. Remembering the main reason