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GrapehGrape 
Sammy stopped in his tracks. He was being rude. He was walking off without saying his name...and when he didn't have an excuse to leave. He felt bad now...and could just imagine getting yelled at for this. He turned around to face her. "Nevermind...I'm Sam by the way." Yep. He had definitely been brainwashed with good manners.
Right. Because people were always hurting cats. "Oh. Guess it is better if you find it..."
Sammy just stood there at the way she said the cat was a 'she' and not an 'it'. "Sorry...SHE should be fine."
Oh! He was coming back! Louisa grinned at him, "
Nice to meet you, Sam." Who suddenly got bitten by the politeness bug. Or something. And then she nodded her head seriously, yesh it was better if she found it first. "
Viola, my cat, is a lazy creature anyway. I bet she's either still making her way up here or around this hall somewhere." Louisa started walking to peer around the pillars standing at the corners of the hall.
Sam could follow suit. He better did, in fact, or she'd fret. Louisa wouldn't bite at least.
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So, Sam, are you new around here? Is that why you were staring up at the ceiling?" Searching for the cat didn't mean they couldn't chat. The boy was nice enough to tag along.
even if he needed persuasion first