Distracted

Dobby: Mom. What are you doing?

Writing. What does it look like I'm doing?

Dobby: Watching the new door.

How long do I have to wait until something happens?

Dobby: As long as it takes. (Puts paw up to face—I love using her own expressions against her. I don't even know what I just said. It's driving Mom crazy.)

(Mom hops up and down on chair) I don't want to wait. Opportunity is taking too long. Make it do something! (whines) I'm not getting any younger!

Dobby: You're not maturing very quickly either.

It's a Magic Door! I've never had a magic door before. I'm excited!!

Dobby: (Pulls out human adoption paperwork to check the fine print-- “I don't remember anything about childish behavior when magic is involved in this Disclaimer. I see seasonal depression, pre-menstrual syndrome, post menstrual syndrome, other hormonal changes in normal human females that we have no clue what they are about because we are cats.”) Mom you have to stop acting this way. It isn't in the fine print.

Really?

Dobby: Really.

(Mom turns back around and looks at the computer monitor.) Slumps in chair and pulls up Twitter.

Dobby: (consulting paperwork) Pouting. Pouting is allowed Mom but only for 25 seconds.

(Sighs)

Kevin walked into Hannah's back yard at precisely four p.m. It was just 94 degrees that day but the humidity made it feel much hotter. Kevin had dressed lightly in thin shorts and a tank top. After so many years in business attire he felt half naked and a little vulnerable. Hannah saw Kevin immediately welcoming him with a light hug and a cold drink.

“There you are.”

“Yes.”

“Comfortable?”

“I feel naked.”

“Sweetie when it's this hot and sticky out, we all dress as lightly as we can without breaking any laws or moral codes. Besides you were the same way the first time we got you into a pair of jeans.” Hannah leaned in to say. “You've got nothing to be ashamed of just watch out for my friends. Some of those women are cougars. I don't know where they get such outrageous behavior.”

“You teach it to them and you know it old woman.” Pops said grinning broadly.

“You know everyone here so go ahead and say 'Hello' Beau is waiting to talk to you.” With a slap on his ass Hannah sent Kevin off to greet the other guests.

Dobby, kitty, come here! I hear something!

  Dobby:  (listening)  Call me Maybe?
What's that? (Mom points to the new door which is glowing around the edges)
  Dobby: The fairies must have picked that song to play when the sensor is tripped.
   Why that song?
  Dobby:  They asked who I was building it for and I had to be interviewed by a committee and the committee decides what music to use.  (Dobby opens door)  Dobby's brown duster is folded neatly just inside the door).  See?  That is the signal.  The fairies were testing the system.  I'll just text them that the sensor worked...
Dobby how can you text when you don't have thumbs and you aren't using your tail?
   Dobby:  Special Faerie Phone with a paw print shaped Catadaptor.  I can only use it to talk to them.
Can you ask them to change the song?
   Dobby:  Yes.  The committee made a list of songs.  I'll just pick from the list.  I think this one is more you.

Really?  I'm your Mother.  Don't say things like that about me.
   Dobby:  Can we finish this later?  It's time for my bath.
Just so you know this isn't over.
   Dobby:  I know.