a [ It's telling, perhaps, that even sporting a pair of fluffy white cat ears and a matching tail, Gojo doesn't seem to be acting terribly different from usual. Maybe it's that his typical behaviors are ostentatious and unpredictable enough that it's impossible to say what's out of the ordinary for him, but he is particularly rare form now. At the continental breakfast, he can be found sitting on any of the tables — yes, "on", not "at" — carrying on as he eats his stack of donuts, or perhaps he's even sitting on the breakfast bar itself, tail flicking back and forth as he watches intently while you try to live your life and obtain breakfast. ]

Heheh...sorry, you can't have that.

[ Were you just reaching for sugar to put in your coffee? Too bad, because he just licked his finger and stuck it in the sugar jar. Yeah. His sugar.

He also might just. Wander over to your table at some point and knock your food on the floor. What the fuck. ]

Whoopsie! Hehehe...

[ Yeah, he doesn't sound very sorry at all. ]

b [ When he's not causing problems on purpose around the hotel, he's probably sleeping, because a mighty need for plentiful naps also comes with the territory. Of course, rather than sleep anywhere convenient, he opts for the worst places possible: in front of doorways, on top of bookcases in the library, in any box he can find that's large enough...

Will you wake him up? Step on him? Just leave him be while he has a nice nappy? He does look awfully cute and peaceful in his sleep, storing up energy for his next bout of cat crimes. ]

c. [ Of course, as with most cats, every once in awhile...he displays affection. It may not be terribly shocking to those who know him well, but he has a lot to give, and he's been storing it up through his various escapades, until he's feeling suitably sated and ready to bestow it on anyone nearby, whether he knows them or not.

Anyway, don't mind him just sidling up quietly (or perhaps even teleporting, for a little bit of mischief mixed with his affection) next to you and nuzzling close — to your shoulder, your arm, even your hair, and is he...

Purring? ]

[ You might expect that when Gojo tries one of the animal crackers, he would turn into the fabled Gojo cat of legend, yet it seems...Gojo cat is not real. Instead, he becomes a fluffy, white dog — with his trademark blue eyes, of course. In this form, he finds he's suddenly very intent on hunting, and the moment he spies any of the smaller animal guests around the hotel's hallways...

He takes off in a mad dash in their direction. Hope you're ready to play chase!

Otherwise, if you're in human form still, he trots up and drops a bone at your feet. Yes, a real bone. None of that rawhide shit in this house. ]

Don't ask where I got it. Just throw.

[ Throw it!!!!! ]

[ Have another idea you want to throw my way? I'm all ears! (I just wanted to make that joke.) ]