"I really would stop thinking about her."

Rumpleteazer rolled her eyes.

"A: should I care what you think? B: If so, why? C: should I follow your advice? D: if so, why?"

Macavity shrugged as he sat on the hillside next to her.

"Well, A: yes you should. B: because I'm your employer and I know the Jellicles. C: yes you should. D: because I'm cleverer than you and I know what the Jellicles found out about your little crush."

Rumpleteazer tore the daisy near her paw up and began savagely ripping it to pieces.

"And if I decide to ignore your advice?"

Macavity lay back to watch the clouds drift pass on their lazy way to nowhere.

"Then you're going to be useless as an agent, almost as useless as that Demeter queen. You're going to be unhappy because you're going to constantly want something you can't have and you're going to spend a lot of time moping around which will get on my nerves."

Rumpleteazer stared at him for a second.

"You really don't care about me do you? As long as you're happy nothing else matters."

"Everlasting cat, stop being so fucking hormonal and listen to yourself."

Macavity sat up to be at eye level with the little queen.

"You sit around moping after Jemima," he continued his little tirade. "She's the daughter of the Jellicle protector and the Jellicle heir, the granddaughter of the current Jellicle Leader. You're one of my best agents but there ain't no fucking way she's gonna fall in love with you."

Rumpleteazer sighed.

"I know but there has to be hope, don't there?

"Not in this case, love. You're wasting my valuable time."

Rumpleteazer rolled her eyes again.

"Anyway," Macavity grinned at her. "I have a mission I think you'll like."