Squall is super sure normal cats don't have tentacles stretching out of their mouths. But this orange tabby sure does. One very gross, very large (how does it fit inside the cat??) tentacle that's currently wrapped around Squall's ankle as he half-drags the clingy creature over towards his newly-arrived girlfriend. A couple other cats (a cyclops and one that looks like it was recently electrocuted) seem to have taken to him too as they trail after him.

"I'd worry about spilling them on these... cats." The 'cats' is added rather reluctantly. In the meantime, he's just going to casually rest a hand on the small of Rinoa's back so she doesn't bump into any more people.

He shakes his foot to see if it'll dislodge the cat but nope. Still there. He looks miffed as he wonders if it's actually safe to be in a cat cafe.