Shachlo & Garmon
Garmon
Hey Shachlo, ever heard that the city’s stray cats have their own basslines when they march through the alley? I’ve got a tune that’s said to make them dance—thought we could play a prank and a jam at once?
Shachlo
Sounds wild, but I can already see the cats tapping their paws to the beat. I’ll grab a handful of paint‑filled balloons, turn that alley into a neon rave, and maybe toss a few confetti bombs at the streetlights so the cats feel the rhythm. Just remember to clear the mess before dawn, or we’ll end up in a cat‑fueled traffic jam!
Garmon
Sounds like a riot! Just keep the balloons low—those neon lights can get a cat's whiskers all twitchy. And hey, maybe we should have a little “cat‑karaoke” station; I’ll bring the kettle that sang back when I played a lullaby to a stray. After the confetti, we can do a quick sweep with that broom I found at the old fairground—no one likes a midnight tail‑whip!
Shachlo
Sounds like a plan, buddy. I’ll keep the balloons low and the colors bright—just enough to make the cats feel the groove. Cat‑karaoke with your singing kettle? Love it. After the confetti we’ll sweep the alley with that old fairground broom, and if a stray decides to do a tail‑whip, we’ll just blame the neon lights. Let’s make this midnight jam a legend.
Garmon
Yeah, let’s spin that legend into a full‑bodied lullaby! I’ll tune the kettle to the exact pitch the cats like—maybe add a little kazoo riff for the tail‑whip chorus. After the confetti, we’ll swing the broom in a sweeping dance so the alley looks fresh for the next midnight encore. Bring the neon, bring the cats, bring the fun—this jam’s about to rewrite the city’s night‑song!