Raggedy old couch, wooden floor with a dirty carpet in the middle... crumbs on the floor... her living room, alright... but she never realized how dirty it was. Go figure, new perspective really lets you see things in a brand new way.
[C'mon, c'mon, there's gotta be a dish in here somewhere...]
"Mrowr?" the sound echoes through the halls...
[Dammit... she's gonna find me any second now... gotta think fast, gotta...]
Ah! Right on top of the television set. Run out of the hole. Fast. You can hear the click of Jess's claws as she picks up speed. Move faster. Duck into the spaces between video cassettes and old candy wrappers....
[God, Mary, you are such a pig...] she thinks to herself as she desperately scrambles against time and her former friend... [You really gotta clean house if you survive this.]
Scramble in the back, she feels the brush of Jess's pawswipe against the tip of her tail as she climbs the power cords to get to the top of the television and dips her head into the bowl, drinking deep the serum inside and quickly...