[ He wasn’t expecting visitors, much less coming in through the window. Of course it would be the cat. His own, Cora, raised her head from where she was snoozing in his lap and meowed. ]
“Just ‘oops’?” Crane frowned. “I hope you didn’t break any of the locks.”
[ Of course, she ignores his words as she casts an appreciative glance around his apartment, running a gloved hand against the bookshelf nearest to her. Very nice. ]