[whimsical music playing]
Do you like it?
[chuckles] I moved the sign high up so you’d stop messing with--
[scrubbing]
Hey!
Mr. Sweaty Napkins! Stop helping him deface my beautiful menu!
Keep going.
[sighs] Howell and Wesley are arguing again.
-I think I’ll be in my nap cupboard. -Oh, wait. Let me make your bed.
I’m sorry. The only desserts, uh, desserts I really make are… are deli… the gelatins.
Okay, ready.
Looks comfy.
Oof. Okay, I'm ready.
I want it under my…
The butt. So I’ll do it myself, please.
I'm really glad you like my cooking.
Well, yeah. Everything you make is great.
Really? You… you think so?
Yeah.
Deckard, even though I am sitting on this gelatin,
I am still gonna eat it after my nap.
Ah. It's always nice talking to you.
Yeah, I know. Now hide me.
Here's a tip.
Ooh. I have a lot of these now.
[Bee] Mm-hmm.
Stop trying to feed people my fish.
Besides, they’re all either injured or sick, and no one wants to eat that.
And what about when they get better?
Then they go back to the sea.
Wesley.
[yelling] Give me back my broom!
[water dripping]
You are a sweaty, sweaty traitor.
[Deckard] I wonder if I can make a pastry bathroom for the nap closet.
What?!
[hisses]
[splashes in slow motion]
-Bee. -Aah! I'm sorry!
Ugh. I'm not mad at you… yet.
Get back to work.
Why is it all sweaty?
Good prep work, Tim. We’ve got a lot of to-go orders.
Do you mind working a little longer, Crispin?
I’ll help you at your weird garage later if you do.
Welcome to the Cat Cafe.
Oh, Merlin! [chuckles]
I didn't recognize you and your new glasses.
How was doctor school?
Careful. She’s pregnant.
The cat, I mean.
[chomps, chews]
Let go.
[chewing]
So, how was medical school?
Merlin, you’re back. How was medical school?
Oh. Everyone's here.
Let's take a family photo.
Hey, everyone!
Outside! Now!
All right. Let's line up in order.
-Oldest to youngest. -[spits]
-Hmm. Okay. Yeah. -[rustles]
Looks right. Yes. Oldest to youngest.
[beeping]
And then I go here.
If we’re going by age, then you go in the middle.
Do I look like I belong in the middle? Don’t I look nice right here?
Better?
I don't know.
Oh! We should get Bee in here.
Oh, yeah, to take the photos, for better angles.
-No. -[beeping continues]
I meant to actually, um, you know, be in the picture,
'cause she's been with us since we were… were little, um, so, uh…
Right.
Bee! Come take a family photo!
-[Bee] Coming! -[beeping accelerates]
So, did you have fun at doctor school?
[cat meows]
-[Howell] Hurry! -[beeping]
Aah! The timer’s about to go off!
Bee! Hurry!
Yeah, yeah.
-Kitties! No! Your kidneys! -[lapping]
No!
No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
[cheerful music playing]
[dripping]
[lapping]
[whirring]
[gasps] One of my favorites!
[ticking]
[Howell screams]
[Bee] Aah…
-[beeping] -Huh?
Oh. I’ve screamed all the flowers off.
That’s… That is very sad.
-They look so old now. -[beeping accelerates]
Deckard, I am sad. Please switch places with me again.
-Okay. -[Cas] No! [groans]
-I'm here! -[shutter clicks]
[Deckard] Dear Bee, thank you for helping me decide to go to “Cooking Academy.”
I know that while I’m gone, you’ll help make sure my family and everything's fine.
I’m sorry for not saying goodbye. Please text me.
So the next time I see you, I’ll finally know how to bake a proper dessert.
[PuppyCat in gibberish] HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY.
[in English] Oh no. Deckard's cashing in one of my IOU cards.
I used to work with him and his family at the Cat Cafe.
And when I wanted to slack off, I'd give people IOU cards.
It's like a promise to do something later
if someone does something for you right away.
I guess Deckard's using an IOU to ask me to look after his family while he's gone.
This is Howell, the guy who fired me for napping.
Napping all the time. Like, constantly.
Pretty embarrassing. So I stopped talking to him.
[PuppyCat in gibberish] Forget about him. Who is that?
[knocking on door]
[in English] Wesley. Uh…
[in gibberish] The guy from the photo!
He looks even cooler in person!!!
[mystical tones chiming]
He’s framed by flower petals again!!
[in English] What can I do for you?
[groans] Not another one. You're really cashing it now?
[in gibberish] He answered by shrugging.
[mystical tones chiming]
That’s the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.
[burbling]
He’s about to do something cool.
[guzzling]
NO!! WAY!!
I GOTTA TRY IT!!!!
HE SAW!!!!
[in English] Floppy.
[in gibberish] I'LL DROWN MYSELF!
-[in English] Hey! You are overreacting! -[reeling]
That looks like one of your things. The fish keep getting stuck in them.
You're gonna have to go get all your stuff sometime.
I don't like being underwater.
[in gibberish] HE'S DOING IT AGAIN!
[bonks]
[splashes]
-[in English] It's good to be responsible. -[bird squawks]
[in gibberish] IT'S SHAPED LIKE A SKULL!!!!!
[bird squawks]
EVEN THE POOP LANDED ON HIM COOL!!
HOW CAN ANYONE BE THAT COOL!??!
[engine whirring]
[PuppyCat] HE SAW AGAIN!!!!!!!
[engine whirs]
[soft music playing]
[gasps, in English] Howell.
Um, is it okay if I don’t help you carry the fish inside?
[in gibberish] Wesley is cool. I like Wesley.
Why don’t you wanna go inside?
[in English] The guy that fired me is there.
-Ow! -[yowling]
[in gibberish] I told you to forget about him.
I’m going to go practice punching inside.
-[tires screeching] -[horn honks]
CURSES!
[splashes]
[purring]
[in English] We can cook that?
If you'd let us cook some of the things you caught,
we could make a lot of money, you know?
[sighs]
[knocking on door]
Oh. Thank you.
[thunks]
[in gibberish] Don't look at me!
[in English] You should come and see the place.
-Uh… No, I shouldn't. -Your favorite cat's inside.
She had babies with the other favorite cat.
They're the size of my fist. Seven.
Yeah, seven.
We put them in a basket surrounded by little cakes.
[gulps] Maybe I can just look in the window?
What?
[purring]
PuppyCat! No!
Were you punching these kittens?!
[in gibberish] What? They like it. And I’m trying to make them not like it.
[in English] Oh my gosh! You're all so kittens!
Oh man, you look like your mommy.
[purring]
You look like your daddy.
You look like… Um…
Yeah.
-I knew you'd be happy to see the babies. -[Howell] Wesley.
[gasps] Howell.
[thuds loudly]
I think we should stop serving the black sauce on everything.
It might be what's driving the customers away.
Looks kinda scary.
Never. It makes the food look thin.
Besides, the food under it, it's even scarier-looking.
Did… did I hear someone come in?
-[PuppyCat drones] -[Wesley] No.
[Howell] I thought I heard talking.
I don't like it.
Hey, it's my old nap closet. What are all these papers doing in here?
[gasps softly] Oh.
[whispering loudly] Did it get smaller in here?
Mew.
[Howell] I’m going to have to send everyone home to save money today.
With Deckard gone, the food is not as pretty anymore,
and nobody is coming in to eat.
I’m going to do it, PuppyCat. I’m going to be responsible and help.
I could eat some ugly food.
Ugh.
Have you eaten with us before?
[quavering] Uh…
Oh, I guess you haven’t, really.
Well, my name is Howell, and I will be your waiter this afternoon.
I know that.
I’ll try not to eat your food before it gets to your table.
We used to have a waitress who did that. Didn't we?
[in gibberish] He's mocking you.
And you’re just letting him.
[exhales, in English] That sounds terrible.
I hope you fired her in the nicest way possible.
Mm-mm.
[kissing]
-[whispering] No, PuppyCat! -[Howell] What?
Flappy cat.
Oh, flapjacks. You want some? I've always called them pancakes.
Funny how there are different words for things.
[shouting]
No!
[Howell] No flapjacks.
I mean, no, it's not funny.
It is funny.
And, uh, changed my mind.
I’ll have the buckwheat waffle with strawberries.
And a bowl of French onion soup.
And the roasted root vegetable medley,
and the spinach and mushroom quiche samosas,
and the sorbet trio and broccoli.
Okay.
Also, a crème brûlée à la mode!
Crème brûlée. Got it.
Interesting combinations.
Yeah, that was a weird order.
[chuckling] What a weird order.
Oh, uh, also, I got some freelance, so I’m gonna ditch work.
It’s my turn to pay rent and Cardamon doesn't let us pay in leftovers anymore.
Someone is hungies.
Wesley, don't leave me.
[dishes clattering]
I wanna move all my fish into the bathroom.
[Howell] What?! Why?!
I also don't wanna be asked why I want what I want.
Ugh. Fine!
Stop practicing your punching on my boss. I mean, ex-boss.
Hello, Charles. Did you come to comfort me?
[spoon clatters]
[clattering]
"Charles is a bit guarded emotionally."
"You have to let him come to you."
Oh. Looks like Howell’s a little behind on maintenance.
[PuppyCat in gibberish] Get up.
[in English] Here we go.
[in gibberish] Wesley made this.
[in English] And our leather sauce special.
I didn't order this.
[Howell] Enjoy your meal.
[squishes]
Gross.
[meows]
[chewing, mumbling] Gross.
[mumbling] Gross.
[in gibberish] I’m sorry, Wesley. I tried.
[in English] Gross. Oh… [chewing, mumbling]
[in gibberish] Only this tastes normal.
[in English] Oh, PuppyCat, you got a friend with you.
[in gibberish] Yes, you are my friend.
[in English] No, I mean in your mouth. A broccoli friend.
[in gibberish] Huh?
[in English] It's a nice way of saying you have food stuck to your teeth.
[mumbling] No. That’s not it. Other side. No. Uh-uh. Other side.
One tooth over. It's too far. No, you almost got it.
Ah. [splutters] Ah, no.
[in gibberish] I don’t care.
[in English] You are a mess. I'll get you a toothpick.
I forgot my wallet!
Aah!
I knew I shouldn't have come here!
Howell's gonna hate me even more now!
[in gibberish] Let me just punish him and we can run outta here.
[in English] No, I gotta pay.
That’s how the restaurant social contract works!
Also, it would be embarrassing!
Also, it totally cancels out my grand gesture!
Also, they know where we live!
Next to them!
-[thuds loudly] -Okay! Let's go!
[mystical tones chiming]
Would you hold still?
[in gibberish] Wesley made this broccoli. It’s cool.
[in English] Hey, you two. Ready to work?
[in gibberish] Yes!
-[grunts] -[in English] Well, be careful out there.
There have been some strange things happening out on jobs lately.
Weird things. Hands.
Hands in space camouflage have been ravaging planets,
which you’ve recently had temp jobs on.
The temp agency tried to trace the arms back to a source,
but they’re too long.
[whispering] Bizarre.
[in gibberish] No problem.
[in English] Here's your uniform assignment, then.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
[upbeat music playing]
Hello. We need to get rid of our baby sacks.
They have to go out. They’re old enough now.
Aw!
I’m so excited for my babies to explore the universe,
but sad at the same time, because I’m gonna miss them.
That’s exactly how I feel too.
Aw! You guys!
[chuckles] Can I take your picture first?
Yeah, sure. How’s this?
Wah.
[cheeping]
-Perfect. -[camera clicks]
Maybe a higher angle?
[camera clicks]
Oh, that's so much better. Can you send that to me?
Yeah. Do you have a phone?
Yeah.
No, a phone.
Yeah.
No, a phone.
Yeah.
No, a phone.
Oh, yeah.
No, I guess no.
[pops]
[dramatic chiptune music playing]
[thudding]
[bones creaking]
[cell phone vibrating]
Aw. Cute.
"How’s your day going?" Send.
-[kisses] -[pops]
-[fuzzy] Yeah, do it. -[baby] Punch 'em harder!
[PuppyCat in gibberish] I AMMMMM!
[in English] Your punches are so soft. Thank you.
[in gibberish] OH MY GOD!
[pops]
[in English] I will always remember your gentle touch.
[PuppyCat shrieking]
"That cake looks amazing."
-[babies] Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! -"Saw new kittens at the cafe today."
-[babies] Thank you! -"Howell too."
[groans in slow motion]
-[baby] Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! -[pops]
"Was that awkward?"
"You haven’t seen him since he fired you."
Send.
"Don't know. Was hiding."
"In your nap cupboard?" Send.
Sideways smiley face. "Yeah."
-[alarm beeping] -[yelling]
[upbeat music playing]
[pops]
[babies] Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
[ghost quavering]
Eh, oh…
[popping]
[baby giggles]
[fizzling out in slow motion]
-[scratching] -[fuzzy 1] Don't forget to brush yourself!
-[fuzzy 2] I'll miss you! -[fuzzy 1] We love you!
Hey, PuppyCat. You have a punching callus.
[in gibberish] I’m great at punching.
[in English] Yeah, you are great.
[in gibberish] At punching!
[in English] Thank you for your delicate punches.
Our babies are gonna have a great time out in the universe, thanks to you.
Aw.
I didn't do anything.
You're welcome!
[ethereal tones chiming]
-[Bee grunts] -[coins clatter]
Oh no. Coins? I gotta pay in coins?
Charles, not now.
-Aah! -[cats yowling]
How did you get in here?
I just needed to pay my bill.
Oh, don't worry. I wasn't planning on charging you.
Please. Please let me pay for all of my food.
In all coins?
Though that is a lot of coins.
I don't know. I’ll have to wash them. Make sure Tim doesn’t put any up his nose.
I just want to be responsible for once.
Please?
Well, since it's your fault for convincing Deckard to go to culinary school,
and since we lost all of our customers because none of us know how to cook,
I’ll take your money.
Thanks for doing that, by the way.
Deckard loves cooking. I don’t know why I opened a cafe.
I think I just wanted attention.
And to be able to boss people around.
I liked being bossed around by you. It was fun.
You should come by more often. It’s always nice talking to you.
I'm moving my fish into the bathroom now.
[PuppyCat in gibberish] WESLEY, WATCH!!! I've been PRACTICING ALL DAY!
[in English] Oh, pretty.
It looks like blush.
[Wesley chuckles] Cool.
[whimsical theme music playing]