Kiden's not the first face there (because only lamers arrive early to parties), but she isn't the last to show up. She arrives a little before 8 and makes a beeline for the food table, snagging a beer and a handful of cheese balls before they both run out and makes her way into the living room to dump herself on the sofa where the cat decides her next victim would be Kiden. Good thing Kiden likes cats enough to tug the lump of fur onto her lap so it'll be easier to pet with the back of her beer laden hand.

Okay, no beer but can she give cat weed?