The cat yawns expansively. Negotiations. Cute. No particular reason why I shouldn't, it agrees. So long as you'll cooperate, let me meet that little friend of yours you've got tucked away.

The ginger cat will be relieved, it knows, to simplify the state of one of its playthings by placing Jay firmly back on the mortal coil. The ginger cat can also go suck a lemon as far as the siamese is concerned; it has its job and has no business complaining.

You've made the right choice, it purrs, letting Jay drop to the floor only to pin him there.