[Petting? How droll. Ah, but what is one to do? The cat responds with a rumbling purr, as is no doubt expected of him.]

Those of us graced with feline traits tend to improvise, my girl, but your concern is duly noted. How do you think this stage will suit you? No sugar here, I'm afraid, at least not the sort you're used to. I imagine things might turn a little bungled for you if your illustrious directer chooses to make this relocation something of the more permanent variety.