He bends his neck over so she could pet him properly and reach between the ears. From the plate, he munches on the crackers and cheese, and the taste goes well together. Crumbs caught on his whiskers which he brushes away. For a stray cat, he still has to work on his eating manners. It fills his stomach, but he's still hungry and waits for the food to be delivered.

He nods, understanding. "Taking pictures? Sounds interesting. What's the word call? I forget." A few moments. "Photos?" No, not the right word. It's on the tip of his mind. "Photography." Yes, that's the one.

"Yes, I see. I don't think I could make enough playing music since I tend to run out of money for food by the end of the day."

Eventually the door rings and the delivery man arrived with their order waiting outside her door so he could take his signature to confirm delivery.