Separate names with a comma.
(Yoop!)
She slowly went back down. "Can I?"
He nodded. "It's me.'
He nodded, leading her out.
She ignored him momentarily. "Can I really have a cat?!"
Not only a minute did Francis walk in, hanging up his coat.
He nodded. "Yes."
She grinned, shooting up but wincing. This didn't seem to deter her excitement. "You will?!"
(Big?)
He hesitated. "I can't remember the name."
She shook her head, closing her eyes. "From my true love." She opened one to look at him. "A cat."
(Where to?)
He nodded, taking it. "Okay."
"One cure," she murmured dramatically, her voice raspy. "A kiss."
(Zoop?)
He nodded, folding up the paper and putting it in his pocket.
"Dyyyyiiiinnngg."
He shifted, remaining asleep.
He ran his hand through his hair shakily. "I don't know."
"There is no cuuuuure."
