Greyson: Today is Dad's Birthday. I'm super excited! I can't wait for some catnip cake and presents...
Quill: You know the presents aren't for you right?
Greyson: What do you mean? Surely Dad will share with me.
Quill: You're not the best sharer you know. Plus what do you think Dad asked for?
Greyson: Laser mouse? String toy?
Quill: I don't think so.
Greyson: But surely there's catnip cake?
Quill: Um... Do you ever smell catnip on Dad's breath?
Greyson: No... Seriously! What kinda party is this? What a bust.