It's the late evening, and you're sitting in the Lackadaisy speakeasy bar, all by yourself. All of a sudden, there is a tap on your shoulder; some kind of fancily-dressed cat person chose to sit down next to you.

Pardon me for disturbing you... I haven't seen someone dressed as well as me in a while, and you caught my eye.

He lets out a good-natured chuckle.

It was surprising! This establishment doesn't get many guests these days, sadly... Anyway, excuse my rambling. What is your name?