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"Frogspawn, I don't think we're going to get away with this. It didn't work in the cinema."
"Relax doc, nobody will suspect a thing."

Frogspawn smiles politely at the waitress, tucking the green streaks of hair behind her ears and holding her enormous handbag carefully in the other hand.

The handbag meows. The waitress looks around suspiciously as she leads them to the table.

"Ow, ow, stubbed my toe." Guppy says quickly, with a convincing wince as they sit down. Frogspawn put the bag next to her on the seat.

They order drinks and chat. The menu is inexpensive but reasonable quality. Just as the waitress arrives, the bag moves.

With a well practiced movement, Frogspawn unzips a top pocket and takes out a mobile phone.

"I'm sorry, let me switch this off." She puts it back in smoothly. "I'd like the salmon please, but without the sauce."

Knowing that she has allergies, Guppy isn't the slightest bit suspicious, even knowing that she has two very carefully packed kittens in the bag. But when the meal arrives, he can't help but give a little snort when he notices her mushing up small amounts of salmon for the two tiny creatures.

"We're going to get kicked out again." he leans over and whispers.

She leans back. "We will if you keep leaning suspiciously."

"We could pretend to be having a romantic moment."

She kisses him. It's a warm moment. Ruined by an agonised scream from the waitress.

"WHAT IS THAT CAT DOING HERE?"

Guppy and Frogspawn break apart quickly, looking at the bag. An innocent little furry face peeps out.