You figure there's enough tables in the cafetaria to hide under, and you're hungry anyway. You dash down the hallway as fast as this energetic feline body will allow, and stop in front of the cafetaria door. You take a peek around the corner, and quickly sneak in. You don't think anyone saw you, as they're all either busy eating or watching a mounted TV. You slip under a table and eagerly begin consuming the leftovers you find there. Lapping up water from the floor is still somewhat awkward with your new tongue, but after a few licks you get the hang of it. Meanwhile, you've noticed the people at this table talking..."So, how's things? Still working on those genetic splicer things?" "Nah, haven't been able to do anything in a while...we're not allowed to come there anymore. No idea why, but they've brought in all these foreign scientists who are working on it now. Pretty shady people if you ask me." "You figure the company's working on some kinda top secret government thing?" "Nah, I'm not paranoid. These people are probably just specialists who were required for something or another."
Great, now you're torn between the need to get out of here, your impatience to change back and your curiosity to figure out what's happening between these walls.