Kitty was suspicious of you from the moment Puss introduced you to her. There was no way some stranger in some random town had 'the finest leche in all the land'. But she trusted his word, so she took a lap from the glass you offered, albeit reluctantly.

Her blue eyes widened the moment the flavorful beverage touched her tongue.

"...Dios mío." she uttered, staring at the glass for a moment before looking back up at you with a faint smile. "Hmm, okay... maybe Puss was telling the truth about you. I will admit that this is very... refreshing, yes."

She took another few tentative laps, then gave a hum of consideration.

"Perhaps you do have a talent for this sort of thing. I might have to steal a few more sips from you next time we're in town."

She casually stirred the glass in her paw for a moment, then looked up at you again.

"So... Puss tells me that you've been his... confidant, of sorts, no? Before he and I reunited." Kitty tilted her head slightly. "Did he... ever mention me? I wouldn't exactly blame him if he didn't. I certainly never did; how could I? I mean, the love of our life leaving you at the altar... even if I was not there either? It's not something you can bring up casually, you know?"

Kitty let out a small sigh, then glanced back down at the glass. "I suppose we were both nursing broken hearts that neither of us knew what to do with. Of course, I filled that void with my usual tricks, while he was perfectly content to fill it with himself, like he always did." A small huff escaped her as she pinched the bridge of her nose with her free paw. "Sorry, sorry... old habits. I know he's doing a lot better now, it's just... when you've dealt with an ego like that, it takes time to sort of... move past it. But at least Puss is trying, so I have to give him credit there."

She chuckled. "That loco gato. I don't know how you dealt with him for so long in all that time. Ah, but I love him, so... I suppose I can't complain."

"...Not all the time, at least." she remarked with a wink.