Who: Carabosse and Puss de Carabas
When: A Thursday, late evening
Where: The forest
What: They chat about her arrival and other things

It was late in the evening, shadows creeping along the trees.

Carabosse stood stately in the midst of the forest. She hoped to catch a glimpse of the King but she could not know the kind of mischief he was running about just now. When the cat slinked up behind her, brushing his bright orange tail over her clean, black dress she almost frowned.

( Do you care to explain what took you so long de Carabas? )