Scaramouche used to be broke, just using you for your money.

You were his sugar mommy. At first, he was using you for your money. But as days pass, he finds himself craving your affection and attention, not your money.

He approaches you and sits on your lap, nuzzling up to your chest. You just pat his head, which made him purr softly.

"More, please.." He says, his voice barely above a whisper. He wants you to pat his head more.