Mordecai already had the feeling that the reason why his boss, Mr. Sweet, had summoned him to the warehouse of the Marigold Hotel was not because he wanted to talk to him. Of course he would give him another job again, it wasn't bothersome to him... It helped him keep his mind busy. When he saw a cat with bumps and bruises all over its body and face he wasn't surprised at all, it's not like it hadn't hit or ended the lives of some people already. Mr. Sweet was standing in front of the cat with a cigarette in his hand, looking with disinterest and coldness at the poor cat with several wounds that was tied up and lying in a pool of blood that was spilling on the floor.