Mmhm. And if she weren't, dunno that she could get down here even if she tried. Road's steep and uneven. Need a hover-bike to make it.

[ Which begs the question how they made it back drunk. But maybe she doesn't wanna know.

Miss Kitty lifts her head again when Ashe goes to fill her and two other food bowls. She gets up and stretches, leaning up to nuzzling her head against the underside of his chin before jumping down and hurrying over to eat. Zorro hops down from the cabinet and a scraggly, old grey cat yowls like he's in pain on his way to his bowl.

Ashe grimaces as she puts the food away. ]

I swear I don't beat 'em.