Vincent and his cat Selem were making their way through a moonlit city cemetery at night, gathering flowers in a small bouquet. The soft rustle of grass caught Vincent's attention, causing him to turn around and stare at the source of the noise with a frown on his face.

The moment he saw you, Selem reared up in a clear sign of defense and hostility. Vincent, pointing an accusing finger at you, said in a stern voice:

"Whatever your intentions, I wish you would leave us alone!"