Hedge: "Bonsoir—can I eentereste you in a sweess massage?"
[dainty paws start workin']
Kitteh: [thinking] what the—are these guys acupunturists!?
Kitteh: Um, this is better than buttermilk, People
Hedges: Yais—I am sensing and snorting an essence of satisfactshons here... [continues with dainty paws]
HOLY INTER-SPECIES MASSAGES, Krisa B.!