"Neither do I. But we could start with what we were thinking about? Taking walks, holding hands, that sort of thing. What we wanted to do but couldn't."

That seems logical enough to him. He jumps up beside Howard, flashing a grin and looking over his shoulder at the pizza box. "They're smart cats. Let's finish up and try that."

As it turns out, there's already a cat nose pushing at the lid of the box. "Hey, shoo!" He tugs Howard over to the table and gently picks Sushi up. "No. That's our food, I'm sorry. Go try yours!"