The other cat also tries leaping into bed, only he's used to doing so from the side Tommy's currently occupying. Startled to see the man in his spot, he jumps and falls off again.

"This's jus' their nightly routine. S'usually jus' the three of us; they'll get down when I'm through."

The cat under the covers is killing imaginary mice, by the looks of things. In any case, Kate's protecting Tommy from his advances, still half-draped over his body.

"What were y'sayin'?"