[Her face lights up and she leans over the kneazle to kiss him again. More of a peck this time, because a cat and cat needs a name and a home and oh she needs to introduce the newcomer to the glaring of cats she's accumulated]

You're so sweet. I can't believe you brought him all this way--he is from South America right? [Suddenly talking to cat] With your coloring, you certainly can't be from around here. [AND BACK] Maybe I should name him Artollo. [Wicked little grin] Two heads and a bit miffed to be on a broom, he's just like you.