The noise of the expresso machine means Lambert doesn't hear the beat of wings as the familiar makes her way onto her new perch -- and he isn't looking up when he takes out her drink in a cup and saucer topped with a silicone cap shaped like cat ears. When she lifts it off, she'll find a slightly sunken cat shaped out of the foam.

The tom arches under Tallisibeth's fingers, leveling a flat look at Lambert and rumbling in displeasure. He ignores it in favor of setting the drink down on the table.

"Here you go, Tallisibeth." At least it's unique enough he can't forget it's hers. "You need anything else, let me know."