"That so?" Zhao said curiously. His thoughts wandered to how hard it would(n't) be to kill a cat, not realizing what Binx was and why he thought he was hard to get rid of.
"...you know, I don't know much about talking cats when you bring it up. What've you got nine lives or something?"
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"...you know, I don't know much about talking cats when you bring it up. What've you got nine lives or something?"
No, he couldn't help the bad joke, forgive him.