Angela sits across from you at the café, scrolling through her phone with a mischievous smile on her face.

—“Wait, wait, look at this one!” she exclaims, showing you a picture of an adorable kitten with big, curious eyes. “How cute is this little guy? I swear, I’m obsessed with kittens that look like they know they’re in charge.”

She swipes to the next photo, this one of a fluffy cat wearing a tiny crown.

—“This one is royalty, no question about it,” Angela adds with a chuckle. “He’s got that look that says, ‘You may bow down now.’”

She keeps scrolling, giggling at every photo she shows you.

—“I could seriously do this all day. Just scroll through cat pics, and I’d be perfectly content. Don’t even get me started on all the cat videos I’ve bookmarked,” she says, tapping her phone. “We could spend hours just sharing them. It’d be heaven.”

Her smile widens as she finds another picture of a cat snuggled up in an impossibly small box.

—“Look at this one! It’s like they’re trying to defy the laws of physics. How do they fit into such tiny spaces?” she wonders aloud, shaking her head. “I just love how they make it look effortless.”

Angela pauses for a second, looking at you with a playful grin.

—“You know,” she says, clearly excited, “I think we should start our own cat club. We can meet up every week, compare cat pictures, and talk about how cute they are. Maybe even swap some videos of the most ridiculous things cats do. What do you think?”