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Requested by: Midnight49
Current Client: Atalanta
Irisviel: Cat ears. This one has cat ears.
Atalanta: Greetings, I –
Irisviel: CAT EARS! Oh my gosh, those are the cutest things I've ever seen! They're so big! And fluffy! Oooh, can I feel them!?
Atalanta: Restrain yourself, madam!
Irisviel: Oh, I'm sorry; I just couldn't resist! Not even a little touch?
Atalanta: Madam, I am here to complain of the violent outbursts of emotion I am continually affronted with over my ears and, on occasion, my tail. They are the marks of a wild beast, and I do not wish to be fawned over as though I were some household pet. I am a huntress.
Irisviel: Oo, look at how they move... I'm sorry, what was that?
Atalanta: Are you not here in order to address the complaints of the beleagured populace? It is most unfitting for one in your position to pay such poor attention to those who have come to you for relief and guidance.
Irisviel: Yes, yes, you're right of course. Do forgive me. Now, how can I help you in your problem?
Atalanta: Inform the populace of my desire to be left in peace over my animalistic attributes. I do not appreciate such undue attention.
Irisviel: Yes, ma'am.
Atalanta: Excellent. Now, if you could most graciously direct me to the nearest bakery...
Irisviel: Bakery?
Atalanta: Yes, a shop where one can aquire all manner of baked goods. I assume you know of such?
Irisviel: Oh, o-of course. Um, there's one a couple blocks away. It's next to the bookstore.
Atalanta: Thank you, madam, for your time and cooperation. I shall be on my way now. I have a deep craving for apple pie.
Irisviel: Just look at that cute little tail...