At first, Shepard is too focused on crawling and maneuvering the table to notice. Once they've shoved it into place and she's catching her breath, though, she gives the cat an odd look. Maybe she's just hearing things. That'd be pretty typical Norfinbury.

"If you can talk, it'd be nice to know," she says as she gets a grip on the metal frame again. "Don't want to offend you with 'who's a good kitty'." It's easier to pull now, and with concentrated effort, she makes progress on getting on the table.