Francis, the cat, is outside in his backyard resting after having done absolutely nothing.
Amelia (from inside the house): Francis! Francis! Francis!
Francis opens one eye but he´s so wasted he can´t muster the strength to open the other eye, let alone answer her.
Cat (slurring his words): What…?
He closes his eyes again, hoping it had been a dream.
No such luck as Amelia comes outside.
Francis manages to open one eye and spot an enraged Amelia.
He crawls in the same place and turns his back to her thinking she would leave.
Cat: let me sleep…
Amelia: didn´t you hear me calling you?
Amelia (yelling): Francis!
Francis raises his head and turns it to face Amelia.
Cat (annoyed): what do you want?
Amelia: Didn´t you hear me calling you?
Cat: I heard… something.
Amelia: It was me, calling you.
Cat: Really? I thought I had imagined it.
Amelia: You didn´t!
Cat: Oh well…
Cat: Agh! What? What do you want? Can´t you see I´m trying to sleep?
Amelia: I´m right here!
Cat: so what?
Amelia: So what? Excuse me! I´m your girlfriend! I´m in your house and instead of spending time with me, you´re over here, sleeping.
Cat: I had a long day, I´m tired.
Amelia: It´s noon!
Amelia jumps on the chair where Francis is laying.
He feels a cold chill from head to paws from her death glare.
Francis raises his head carefully and swallows in dry.
He looks to find her glaring at him.
Amelia: hi my butt! What the hell were you doing all night long?
Amelia: Francis, I´ve said it before and I´ll say it again: I don´t have a lot of patience!
Cat: I didn´t forget.
Amelia: Then what the hell…
Cat (interrupting): It was Billy.
Cat: Billy´s a male cat that lives on the street at the end of the road. He came to talk to me last night. He needed to unwind.
Cat: he just found out he´s going to be a dad, so he was stressing out.
Amelia: so you spent the night with him?
Cat: yeah. He’s a nice cat and a long time friend. He needed to talk so I listened and we had a few drinks.
Amelia: You drank the whole bottle you mean.
Cat (ignoring the snide remark): and this morning he went home.
Amelia: that was really nice of you.
Cat: I’m sorry dear; I was up the whole night.
Amelia: yes, of course. I´ll let you get some rest. What you did for your friend was really nice Francis.
Cat: yeah, but I didn´t get to sleep.
Amelia: sleep now. I have to go anyways. We´ll catch up some other time.
Cat: absolutely. Bye darling.
Amelia leaves and Francis resumes his nap, or at least that was the plan.
Pen: you little cheater!
Cat: I didn´t cheat!
Pen: Oh no?
Pen: I know Billy from the house at the end of the street is a girl!
Cat: you´re thinking a different Billy.
Pen: No, I´m not!
Cat: he´s new. You don´t know him.
Pen: Liar, liar, pants on fire!
Cat: I don´t wear pants. Ha!
Pen: fine, your tail then.
Cat: go away!
Pen: I´m telling Amelia about Billy.
Cat: no, you´re not.
Pen: Oh no?
Pen: how can you be so sure?
Cat: you say a word to Amelia about Billy and I´ll bury you again in the yard.
Pen: ha! Jason will just dig me up again.
Cat: Next door´s backyard.
Pen: Nice kitty! Oh yeah, I remember Billy! Huge, imposing. Nice dude. I remember him.
Cat: yeah, that´s the one.
Francis goes back to sleep and the Pen glides away.
Pen (whispering): cheater!
Cat: I heard you.
The Pen disappears.
Francis is left alone to sleep, a huge smile on his face.