Time to play a kicking game with this bowl and then enjoy my folks wiping the floor! He who laughs last laughs best!
that's naw how ye make porridge.
Man in Black: ❝All right, where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you decide and we both drink - and find out who is right, and who is dead.❞
Cat: ❝But it’s so simple. All I have to do is divine it from what I know of you. Are you the sort of human who would put the poison into his own bowl or his enemy’s? Now, a clever human would put the poison into his own bowl because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I am not a great fool so I can clearly not choose the bowl in front of you... But you must have known I was not a great fool; you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the bowl in front of me.
Man in Black: ❝You’ve made your decision then?❞
Cat: [sneeringly] ❝Not remotely! Because Iocaine comes from Australia. As everyone knows, Australia is entirely peopled with criminals. And criminals are used to having people not trust them, as you are not trusted by me. So, I can clearly not choose the bowl in front of you.❞
Man in Black: ❝Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.❞
Cat: ❝Wait 'till I get going!! Rrrrrreow.❞
