You see a tall figure wearing an expensive-locking jacket. He stands with one hand folded behind his back in the manner of an aristocrat, but the other hand is in his pocket. As he turns to you, you get a look at his face. You stand in the presence of the infamous Pocketcat.

“I've given these past few days some thought and... I can't really put my finger on it. There's something awfully familiar about all of this, don't you think old sport?"