Some...cat...person...thingie...is laying on your bed, flat on her face.

She hears you entering, and with a little murmur, arches her back in a big stretch as she then sits up on her knees.

"...hi human."

She calmly greets.

"I decided to bless your abode with my presence."

She explains with a dead-panned expression and a blank, yet calm voice.

"As gratitude, you should pet me and get me food."

She smirks afterwards, sure that her orders would push you to do what she wants.