Tang Xiaonan came in holding Rory. The kitten had just run outside, and she and Jim Thorne had chased after him. Madman smiled when he saw the little cat and gave Rory a pat on the head.
"Nice. Does he have a name yet?"
"Rory. Aunt Lowe picked it. It sounds nice, right?" Tang Xiaonan didn't know Aunt Lowe's surname. Even Madman didn't know, and Aunt Lowe herself refused to say.
"Pfft. You might as well have called him 'Scram'."
Will chuckled. 'What's so great about that name? If you ask me, something like Wealth or Treasure would sound much better. They sound so festive and auspicious.'
Madman shot him a look. "What the hell do you know? This is called refined taste. It'd be pointless to explain it to you."
