Flauros turns and offers a rather warm smile towards Effy and the cat she held. "He is a very interesting one, that is for sure. He likes to make people jealous. As for how I have been doing, well, much better than you, if you must know." But that is all Flauros says before turning his gaze towards Gin who was keeping up rather easily, but was silent while petting the two cats that still held onto his shoulders. It took only a few minutes but well hidden behind the church was what appeared to be a shed! Flauros walked forward quickly and opened the shed door and walked inside... or well, down stairs. The cats that had been following him quickly darted ahead. A few remained behind and sat patiently, waiting for everyone to go inside.

Down the stairs led to another door, which thankfully this door lead to a large room. The room was well lit and somehow looked as if all these cats had never even lived there. There were no claw marks on anything, or any fur for that matter. There was a kitchen in the far right corner with a rather large fridge, and a MASSIVE bag of cat food beside it. All along the right wall was a giant rack, mainly filled with various kinds of booze and the alike. A few chairs were near the center of the room along with a rather large cat-shaped pillow that could have easily been mistaken for a bed. It could have fit nearly five fully grown adults with ease. There were two other doors on either side of the room as well, ironically with large cat doors in the bottoms of them.

"Please, make yourselves at home here in this room. Take what you want from the shelves and the kitchen. I will be right back." And that was it, Flauros moved right along and slipped through a well hidden door near the fridge. Several of the cats now sat beside the door, waiting patiently while a few followed him into the other room.

Gin moved right into the room and found himself in one of the chairs by the center of the room, near the massive bed-pillow thing. Two of the cats jumped into his lap right away, and one of the cats that had been on Gin's shoulder jumped off to hobble into one of the rooms... "And I know you are curious. I only brought trouble to his door once and it was because I was really sick. He isn't such a bad guy once you get past his... uhm... you know." Gin sort of waves a hand a bit awkwardly, not quite sure on what word he should use to describe the strange man and all his cats. All of his so very loving and strange cats.

"But he did mean you could take what you wanted from here. Want me to grab a few glasses for shots, or are we taking it straight from the bottle today?" He asked, now petting the four cats that had allocated onto him.