[ how the fuck did a cat get into the bar. Well, knowing Hummy, she probably just thought "oh hey, there are people in there!" and wandered in absolutely oblivious to what a bar actually was (she has no clue what you do at a bar). This place seemed nice! At least, it had a lot of people in there who all looked very happy and, most importantly, it played music.

Of course, that still didn't change the fact that she didn't know where she was. That guy at the table, he looked like he belonged here. He also looked like he'd know what this place was and how Hummy could get back home (she is so lost). And hey, maybe she could have some of whatever's in those tiny little glasses...some of this stuff didn't look all that good or smell all that good, but the mixed drinks that came in pretty colors inevitably caught her eye.

So it's less of a shadow over the table and more of a shadow on the table, as Hummy bounces from floor, to chair, to table. ]

Ah, Hummy just wants to know how she can get one of those yummy looking pink drinks! And...what exactly this place is.

[ it's a talking pink cat, Illya. ]