Josie laughed nervously as he mentioned cleaning the apartment and instantly felt embarrassed when they paraded through the door and the surprise was painted on his face. "It's okay," she threw him a gleaming smile. The apartment wasn't that messy, it only looked like it due to the multiple take out boxes. She grabbed a black trash bag and started to clean off the counter. She then washed her hands and placed a couple of chicken breast into the pot, along with chicken broth, and turned it to boil to cook the breast. She decided on chicken and rice, considering it was cold and raining out and they had walked through it. Aaron offered up his thoughts on animals and Josie smiled as she watched him kneel to pet the cat. The thought back to the days she invited Becky over to her old apartment. The cat had hissed at her, due to her overly-excitable attitude, and had ran to hide in Josie's room. Roger was the worst, though. Vigo, the cat, had perched high on his scratching tree and refused to come down. However, when Roger had walked by, he wasted no time to sink his claws into Roger's scalp. The man was good humored, however, and had laughed it off. Aaron stood up and offered, once again, to clean. 

"You really don't have to..." She sighed, smiling. "But you can help, if you feel so obliged to." She cracked a grin and walked around the island in the kitchen with the black bag in her hand as she picked up the packing papers around the apartment. Vigo mewed and weaved his way through her legs, leaving her to laugh softly. "Vi, knock it off," she breathed and picked the cat up and setting him on his carpet covered climbing tree. She knocked the radio on, music flooding the room as she grabbed a hair brush. She pressed it to her lips, as if she was singing into it to the lyrics, as if she had forgotten Aaron was standing mere feet away from her. When she finally noticed, she turned to him and tossed the 'microphone' at him. "Take it away!" She giggled and fluffed out the pillows of the couch. She wiped the dust off of the coffee table as she cocked her eyebrow at him. She started to walk back towards him to take back the hairbrush after finding humor in his actions, and felt Vigo wrap himself through her moving ankles. Her foot caught the cat's back hip and she tumbled forward, grabbing Aaron's sleeve as she hit the ground. She laid their a couple of minutes before letting out a stream of laughter, covering her face in embarrassment.