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[littletonoidea]

"This is the audio log of Communications Officer Doug Eiffel of the-- previously of the U.S.S Hephaestus, leave a message and I'll see if I can bear to drag myself away from whatever utterly engaging task I must be doing to not notice my comms--"

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[omertae]

[ Angelo stares at Eiffel, and then down at Gabbana, and then up at Eiffel again. He gestures with his free hand at the cat. ]

[littletonoidea]

Yeah, yeah, your cat's your little Prince Charming. [And he'll move closer to give Gabby a rub between his ears, gently massaging with the pads of his fingers. He did learn!] Cat is life. Got it.

[omertae]

[ The way Eiffel pets Gabbana instantly makes him rocket up several points in Angelo's estimation. When he was a kid, his grandpa told him that you could always tell a bad person from how they treated animals, and it's reassuring to know that Eiffel, when saddled with looking after such a high-maintenance and deeply snooty cat, actually bothered to try. Not that Angelo's going to say any of that. ]

He takes a lot of looking after. And what else am I gonna do, learn to crochet?

[littletonoidea]

[Eiffel's eyes immediately widen and practically sparkle with delight.]

Oh my god, you could make him all his fancy sweaters. Fashion de Salucci!

[omertae]

[ Okay, well, don't threaten him with a good time, Eiffel. ]

I don't think he likes to be measured.