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Dante sat in the cafe cage and drank her coffe, silently watching Virgil drink from the little paper cup. While Virgil was distracted Dante reached over and gently took off the cat's collar. The name tag, which was engraved with the cat's name and Damian's a dress was the only material to survive from her stockpile. It was a small piece of a the strongest military grade Titanium she could buy, and it was about the size of a quarter. She had worked hard for a whole year to afford this. 
She clutched the small collar right in her hand. [I][color=maroon]This is where my revenge starts.[/color][/i] Dante then out the collar back onto the cat. If you want to keep something safe, there's no safer place than a cat. 
As she was putting the collar back on Virgil guy, about her age came and sat next to her. Dante didn't really pay him much mind, but the. He said something she couldn't quite hear. She looked over at him and he was sitting by himself. Had he been talking to her? She turned in her seat to face him.
[Color=maroon]"Uh, 'scuse me, but are you talking to me?"[/color]