Fine Dining ((18--Christmas))

[victoriousscarf]

Mac nodded, opening his mouth to offer Tugger a shirt as well and closing it instead. "Should look good on you. Remember what I said about breakin' hearts though."

[amanika]

"It's alright, I don't think society gals are my type." Tugger joked. He set the suit carefully to one side, not having worked out how he'd get it back home and keep it so neatly laundered yet, but he'd worry about that later.

"Appreciate it though." he said after a moment, "The suit, I mean. Though I guess it's in your interest t'have your brother lookin' half respectable."

[victoriousscarf]

Mac nodded, leaning against the closet and lighting up a cigarette. "You're welcome," he said. "And I wouldn't mind you showin' up in whatever, but there are images to uphold."

[amanika]

Tugger nodded, "Well I guess you got a reputation an' all." he was silent for a moment, thinking about events from earlier before adding, "Is that why you were gettin' a suit f'the doctor?" he shook his head, "I'm still havin' trouble workin' that one out, is he really the same cat who treated me back when I was a kit?"

[victoriousscarf]

Mac froze for a moment, cigarette still in paw and smoking slightly before taking another drag. "Yeah, it's the same doctor," he said. "Ran into him again some years later, and since then... well, you see the line of work I'm in, havin' a doctor around is hardly a bad thin'. And..." he shrugged. "Things happened. By the time I came into power of this particular group, he had been workin' for them anyway, and I had no problems keepin' him on." He didn't mention that the suit had as much to with with personal feelings as upholding his reputation. "He's a good doctor ta, and I owed him enough."

[amanika]

Tugger took a seat as he processed everything his brother had told him.

"Makes sense I guess," he agreed finally. He shifted uncomfotably though, tail twitching, "Just odd thinkin' about that day... I never mentioned it t'anyone," the twitiching tail curled slightly, "an' never thought I'd see him again. Strange thinkin' there's one more cat in the world who knows about it." Tugger was still working out how he felt about this as he spoke, "What did'y'say his name was?"

[victoriousscarf]

"Doctor Cohen," Mac replied. "He doesn't much mention things like that either, if that helps at all. He wouldn't talk about it ta anyone else either," he shrugged, shifting a little from where he leaned against the wall.

[amanika]

"Cohen." Tugger repeated the name, more to cement it in his head, eleven years ago, he'd had too much on his mind to worry about the doctor's name. "Just odd y'ran in t'him again I guess. Though no bad thing by the sound of it. Guess I owe him a lot." maybe not as much as he owed Macavity, but still.

[victoriousscarf]

Mac blinked for a moment at that, finishing the cigarette and walking over to stub it out. "Yeah. Probably do. He should be at the ball, by the by. And... well," he shrugged, thinking about how they had run into each other a second time. "Strange things happen."

[amanika]

"I guess this city ain't so big when y'think about it." Tugger decided, before changing the subject slightly, "So just who else besides him is comin' t'this ball of yours?"

[victoriousscarf]

"Any and everyone who works at the hotel," Mac said, considering another cigarette. "You, 'Straps, the Police Commish, socialites, and the rich and powerful."

[amanika]

"Just a small gatherin' then." Tugger remarked, "But I guess if everyone who works here is commin' too, there's a bit of a mix?"

[victoriousscarf]

Mac nodded. "Yeah, there will be all different types. Mostly the richer, but some others ta."

[amanika]

Tugger arched an eyebrow, "An' this is honestly your idea of fun?"

[victoriousscarf]

"It has it's moments," Mac said with a shrug, rather looking forward to a different type of day by spending it with his brother without either of them angry at the other.