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Harper's smile utterly fails to hide the surprise as she says, "Maaaaaaybe! Management matched us all up so you'll have to tell me what they gotcha! " She nearly bounces up to Norah. "But we each get a pair and a treat, because we earned it." she says a matter of factly. Her treat is quickly...

When the others explored the newly discovered upstairs, Harper remained below to collect a few things from the shop. Firstly, Theo had neatly folded her blanket up, storing it behind the counter- a polite and courteous act that didn’t go unappreciated. She tossed the blanket over her shoulders...

In one hand, Harper is absentmindedly texting Theo the freshest memes while checking out some of the oversized tourist teeshirts she is fairly certain no living person has actually ever purchased let alone worn. So that is why when her other hand- still holding onto Norah- is suddenly thrown up...

"Oh!" Harper let out a tiny squeak at the high five. She however made absolutely no protests towards being redirected. If anything, somebody might look upon Harper leaning her head against Norah as they window shopped hand in hand and assume that this had been her plan all along. It hadn't. But...

Harper waved at the man in his tower, before answering Norah with a smile that was just a tad too enthusiastic to be innocent, "Maybe he doesn't remember what we did?"

Harper's eyes grew wide in that dumb way that only a cat could manage, "I love her."

Harper had jumped up fully on Norah's back, as the more responsible folks made plans. "I'll make you so many smoothies." she promised. At Norah's comment to Vidar, Harper added with a big smile, "I'll make you a smoothie too, boss man sir. Just lemme know the flavor."

"Why would you wanna stop him from keeping it?" Harper questioned Kevin as if the idea of keeping an elemental dinosaur was completely natural. The fight with the t-rex was already beginning to fade away from Harper's limited attention, despite the fact that the beast remained clearly within...

Harper, seeing that the beast had been won over, relaxed her stance. She was quite content having done a thing. Then gasped as if trying to suck in all the air from the block. "Cathal," she stated with all the seriousness she could muster, "We should make a Sabertooth Tiger Smoothie!"

Harper, having just not gotten eaten, was utterly delighted and impressed with Norah's bad self. She whooped, "THAT. WAS. AMAZING!!!" How many people would deck an elemental dino for their... wait. What were they classified as? Friendly coworkers? Battle buddies? Catperson, coffee-making...

Harper assessed the damage caused before the dino had grown and it wasn't looking too smooth. After it grew, she surmised that this was going to be a very messy situation, very fast. They- and by they she meant she- should probably try to chill this big boy out, seeing as that was probably the...

After the blanket exchange, Harper taken some time to trade her apron in for a pair of rainboots and a hat. She was a firm believer of the 'can't fight crime if you ain't cute' philosophy. And while the wetter weather was personally no problem, her hair would thank her for what little protection...

Harper held onto the counter as the building rumbled. Her tail floofed up and twitched. She supposed she could have just ignored it, passing the whole thing off for a fluke. Theo could have continued to hang out while they worked. She and her coworkers could have started to entertain them by...

Harper watched Theo punching away at whatever secrets the laptop held. Their intense concentration made her feel a bit guilty. Like maybe she should have gone after Kevin with Norah. Or at least put the blanket back in the back room. She found herself tapping along the counter to the sounds of...

"You are safe now, my child." Harper said with a sagely wisdom she had not yet earned as she munched on her half. She sipped the latte again, scrunched her nose, and added a shot of vanilla and cinnamon. "So is management going to be mad about this whole upstairs deal? We're not in trouble...

"Be careful of wild Kevins!" Harper waved to Vidar. Latte still in hand, she returned to Cathal, "Can I offer you half a bagel in this trying time?"

Harper had nibbled about half of the cookie by the time Norah had retrieved the blanket and tucked her it. She let out a happy near purr when Norah gave her a smooch on her forehead. The world did not deserve Norah. She was so content that she nearly missed what Norah had mentioned, “Wait...

Harper feeling a great deal of self pity and helplessness allowed Norah to spoil her with attention and baked goods. "What'd be do to deserve you?" she asked Norah, as her coworker got her situated. She snuggled into the couch nibbling at the cookie, so that it could last just a bit longer. She...

"World cruel and scary. Floor cool and quiet." Harper mumbled as the café continued its crazy operations. At the tiniest hint of physical contact, Harper perked up. The world did not deserve Norah. And the café REALLY didn't deserve her. She buried her face into that curly blue hair. And in...

Harper's mental wires were still discombobulated. It was a lot like a sensory overload. But rather than lights or scents, it was triggered by a caffeine-starved Russian shark man giving her a spook. Had she seen Vidar's displeasure, she might have been concerned. But now her brain was broken...