Carter, like always, was sipping on coffee and perched on the back counter. His street still hadn’t been evacuated, so he still ran the shop like normal. Lev was wandering the aisles, trying to get know the shop more. He had acquainted the kitten with the loft above the shop that Carter was calling home, and most the back of the office, so now he was letting the kitten wander the shop. As someone opened the door, Carter perked up. “Don’t let the kitten escape!” He said.