[A hoomin who used to do secretarial duties for her now-RB kitties walks into the village. She hopes she will be welcome even though she no longer serves any kitties. Seeing the sign-in table, she walks toward it slowly, so as not to worry any kitties who don't know her.

She greets a few kitties she remembers. P2ña gets a few chin skritches.. Seeing Hercule across the way, she does a slow blink at him, which is returned. She smiles at the Mahoney clowder members that she has met before, seeing that there are more of them since the last time she visited the community. Then she arrives at the sign-in table.]

Hello, I believe you are Mr. Fred, is that right? I am Anti Sandy. I hope it is OK for a hoomin to attend the Jellicle Ball on her own. May I sign the guest book?