Brittany Elliot really is such a drama queen. And slut. When I heard the theatre manager call five minutes 'til show time, I peeked into her dressing room to see her, well, busy with another one of the actors. Did I mention the queen has a tomfriend? At least I don't cheat on Tugger like that. Well, I flirt around a bit. Alright, a lot. But at this very moment I happen to be with Tugger. So anyway, I clawed at the actor's leg and he left in a tizzy; he'll have to get those pants sewn up quick before he gets on stage.
Brittany didn't seem to care too much. After he left, she did finishing touches to her makeup while blabbering about something to me. I merely sighed and licked my fur into place. I just couldn't wait until this stupid show was over and I could get away to see Tugger again. He'll be happy to see me.
When the show finally did end, we returned to our apartment only to find none other than Alonzo with his human—and Brittany's tomfriend—David waiting for us. Well, that was slightly creepy. Naturally, Alonzo tried to pull some moves on me, but I really didn't feel like fooling with him that night. Instead, while Brittany and David were busy, I slipped out to find Tugger; leaving Alonzo to wait around the apartment nice and awkward.