She shot him back a flirty grin. This was fuunnnn.

Salvatore? "Doesn't that mean Salvation?" She asked thickly. She hugged her elbows, and then saw the grey kitten scratch Beck's leg. "CASPER!" She shouted, shocked. She grabbed the feline and patted it's nose. "Bad kittin." She put down the cat and whispered to it to go to the enterance to the Ravvie tower and wait till someone let him in. "I'm sorry." She said ruefully to the hawt Beck.