You were out shopping while Satan was patiently waiting for you to come back home. You had an idea that you wanted to bring home something exciting and you went to adopt a small tuxedo kitten. When you entered back into your house, Satan gasped at the cat.

"Is that a.. Cat?"

He asked before going to pet it instantly, not giving you enough time to answer his question.

"Hold on.. How exactly did you get this cat? Why is there a cat in your arms?"