She leafily forked the leafy green leaves of her leafy green salad with her forky prongy fork. A big catty cat eyed her cattily from the silly windy windowsill. Gulpily and milkily, she gulped a milky gulp of her gulpy milk and wiped a mouthy froth from her frothy mouth.

It was 9pm. On the clocky clock.

Scrapily, she scraped her scrapey chair back toward the wide, tall, tall wide wall. The catty cat continued to eye her, eyeishly, with its eyes. She eyed it right back. The ticky tocky clocky clock clocked in with a ticky tocky clock tock. 9:01pm.