"Is that so? Hmm..." Rita seems to be giving Lambert's words more serious consideration than the situation requires. Still, he might be right. In the past year, she's found herself approached by animals from time to time, usually while she was minding her own business. So feigning disinterest is the trick? It seems counterintuitive.

She takes a moment to admire the drink, then gives it an experimental sip.

It's good. Great, even. In trying to be frugal, it seems she's been missing out on some incredible experiences here in the human world... Of course, Rita doesn't say a word of that out loud, but the way she seems to forget about her surroundings while drinking it might convey her approval well enough.

The cat at her feet, sensing that it's being ignored, decides to jump up on Rita's lap. She gives a small cry of surprise. It's probably an overreaction, but she can't help it when she's so unused to the behavior of animals. They just do things without warning sometimes. "So it does work..."