Davon stopped eating when he heard the cloaked man and looked at him.
[b]"Assassins... Honestly, I can imagine you being one but she-"[/b] He said nodding towards Mrissi. [b]"-looks more like a waitress or a cheerleader. Something along those lines. Especially with the ears and all."[/b]

Davon wasn't even surprised. A simple way to describe this planet was "messed up" so it wasn't that strange to have catwoman assassins, the GrimReaper, a telepathic mollusc with tentacles and an extremely nice and funny human male from Mars, all eating some strange cat food in an apartment covered in a heap of trash.

[b]"So, what kind of people, uh... or things, do you assassinate? Hopefully not humans that eat your food. I havent seen too many people on this planet yet, you should probably take a holiday until it gets repopulated."[/b]

With that he put the last piece of food in his mouth and put the plate on the arm of the couch.