Kamala waits as patiently as she can outside the door. It helps her new tiny friend has come over to see what the fuss is about. Kamala picks up the peacock kitten so she can continue her never ending quest to baby another furry creature. "Time for dinner! So like six or something if you want to be picky." Kamala slips into the Ammi-like no-arguing tone without even thinking about it. She lets the kitten nuzzle her chin while she waits. "Do you need more time to get dressed?"