hmmm...
wait.
Think I misinterpreted this whole thingy. Not even sure she wanted to meet me.
Gimme a while here.

Edit: Yep. Turns out I totally misread something. My bad. For a second there figured I was on fire.
Not, you know, actually on fire... 'cause I'm fairly certain I'd know that. Unless, you know, I'd been drinking or something. Damn. I'm not gonna drink and play with flaming animals anymore, just to be safe. You don't either, 'kay? And remember to stop, drop and kick that flaming feline, should she show signs of still living.
Damn, coffee's like some kind of neural stimulator thingy.