He was taking a stroll down the long way to catch some air and take a look at the seaside shops. He'd gone a little too far now, for it had stopped looking scenic and started looking more like fishing harbors than tourist traps.

A cat sprinted past him, slowed, and then circled around to weave in between his legs.

"Hey there, little kitty," Ropati said, crouching with a smile and completely oblivious to the young woman about to drown on behalf of said little kitty.