Liz concentrated to make a few changes. If she was going to be a cat, she had to ensure a cat-friendly environment.
"What are you doing?" Misfit asked.
"I'm fixing it so that all the humans in this town convert to worshiping a cat-goddess. Cats are sacred representatives of the goddess Bast, who must be supported at all times. Speed limits are 10 miles an hour, so that nobody runs over a cat. Humans think they are put on earth to serve cats."
"I like the way you think."
Liz gave Misfit a friendly nuzzle. "I like the way you fuck, O father of my kittens."