|Did you ever get that feeling that someone, somewhere,|
was... Watching you?
|There he is with no idea the great hunter is stalking|
|Biding her time until just the right second to...|
|I wonder if... Nope its Fitz! She's around here somewhere|
doing that stare thing that gives us all the willies.
|Oh shucks. No fun when they figure it out.|
Now who else is around...
|Why hello there. Feel my burning gaze yet!|
FITZ stop with our furends already!
Darn it to cat you fellows never let me have any fun.