[ with a glance down at the cat, dick knows what her answer is: she wants them to go. this is, after all, her stoop, and dick hadn't asked her if she welcomed company. ]

Uh, I'm okay if we walk. Leave her to her busy day of guarding her stoop.

[ the cat peers up at dick and with his free hand, he lifts it in greeting and in a very silent apology. then, she rolls around and ignores him.

he leans towards izzy and whispers, ] I'm very intimidated and I think she hates me, so I think we should go.