etm cats

*they all teleport to the room* (Telemachus:) What is this place? (Polites bounces up to see the labels) Oh, there cats! (Zeus:) And why are we here? (Hermes isploting to shove one down his son's, Odysseus's, throat) Hehehe. (Eurylochus scoughs) And you believe they work? (Odysseus deeply sighs.) This is suboptimal. (Penelope) :Oh, Okay? (Hypnos is sleeping) (Antinous:) Penelope, will you merry me? (Odysseus): I will commit arson on you! (Hera:) Damn... (polyphemus:) I want my sheep!