Red: Kitty? What happened?
Kitty: Fluffy died.
Red: Well, if it's any consolation, fish are never even really alive. They're just less dead.
Kitty: I know. You know, he wasn't good company, but at least he was company. [Red sighs] Red, I'm unhappy.
Red: Oh, I gotta go to the store.
Kitty: I am a nurturer. I am not gonna be satisfied nurturing something you'd win at a carnival.
Red: Kitty, what do you want? I'll get you anything you want. Not a cat.
Kitty: I want to go back to the hospital to work.
Red: Oh. As long as it's not a cat, I'm good.
Kitty: Okay, I think what you mean is, "I'm glad you're doing what makes you happy."
Red: Oh, of course. And I'm sorry that your fish died.
Kitty: Don't be. I flushed it.