Speaking of said cats, the two were sitting on some cushions set up like a sofa and drinking tea.

"Do you like it here?" Moon asked.

Misto thought of everything that had happened and nodded. "Very much. Except the part where Cass tried to flirt with me."

"Not your type?"

"No."

"Good. I think it's about time someone told her no. Her and Bomby both flirt with every tom they can; mated or single."

"Bomby?"

"Bombalurina. Red and white queen with black spots, you may have seen her around, or with Cassie."

"I think I have seen her, she said hello, but no flirtation."

"Maybe she sees that you're not interested. Most of the time, if a tom says no once, she'll back off. But sometimes she won't."

"Well, when I was introduced to her, she was talking about a tom named Tugger."

'Dancer nodded. "He's a tom she's involved with on and off again."

            The two talked the afternoon away until twilight began to set. Misto noticed the light and set down his teacup. "Oh man! I'm sorry, I've tied you up all afternoon."

"That's all right Misto. I enjoyed it." Moonbeam replied, smiling, getting the tea set onto the tray.

Misto returned the smile and stood up. "Well in that case, if you're not busy, or not seeing anyone would you…" Misto paused, wondering if he was being to forward, they had after all, just met that day.

"Would I what?" she asked, setting the tray and tea set into the sink.

"Would you like to go out with me tomorrow night? I mean, if you're not already seeing someone." She hadn't said if she was seeing someone, but it paid to check on these things..

            Moonbeam suppressed a small smile as she turned to face him. In his own shy way, he was asking her out. "No, I'm not seeing anyone. What did you have in mind?"

"How does dinner and star gazing sound?"

"That sounds lovely."

"Okay. I'll come get you at around seven, that okay?"

MoonbeamDancer smiled, her smile bigger. "Seven's fine."

"Okay, I'll see you then." Misto said. He approached her and taking her left hand in his, pressed a kiss to her knuckles. "Good night." he whispered, looking her right in the eye, and then turned, leaving her lair.

"Good night." she whispered back to the empty air.