Cat: *jumps up on the back of the monkey's chair*
Cat: Monkey. What are you doing?
Monkey: Hello, Cat. I am working.
Monkey: *cheek-pets cat*
Cat: Monkey! I want something.
Monkey: And what do you want, O Cat?
Cat: I don't know.
Monkey: Do you want a sunbeam? Do you want to share my chair? Do you want to snuggle?
Cat: Monkey! Fix my life.
Monkey: *waggles fingers* Your life is fixed.
Cat: Monkey! No, it's not.
Monkey: How can you tell?
Cat: For I am discontent.
Monkey: That's the ennui.
Monkey: Yes. It's what's wrong when there is nothing wrong.
Cat: ...that is such a Monkey kind of concept. Monkeys are weird.
Monkey: And yet, you have ennui.
Cat: I want a second opinion.
Monkey: Okay, you also have bad breath.
Cat: Move over. I want that sunbeam.
Monkey: *moves over*
Cat: Monkey. Are you paying attention?
Monkey: No, I told you, I'm working.
Cat: Well, you should pay attention. I am snuggling you. See? I will arch my neck back over your hand, stare cutely, and say "Monkey!" until you pay attention to me.
Monkey: Awwwwwwww. *pets Cat*
cat vs. monkey: electric boogaloo