Noctis is King of Cats, and has two in his lap while he drinks his smoothie (and five more around him/his seat, besides). He manages to play with almost all of the cats and turns them into a purring fan club. He’s offered a job before he leaves.
Prompto forgets his drink because he’s too busy taking candid photos of all the cats. A large Maine Coon claims his lap, and he shows the fluffy beast all of his photos, deleting the ones the cat makes confused noises at. Would rather be at a dog cafe, but this is still awesome.
Gladio finds the kitten–tiny, even for a baby, probably a runt–and keeps it in his palm, stroking its head with a finger, while he skims one of the magazines the cafe provides. Several other customers swoon and give him their phone numbers.
Ignis is very intrigued by the latte foam they made look like a cat, and is so involved in studying his drink he doesn’t notice the shyest cat in the cafe until it tentatively rubs against his leg. It’s not Noct, but rather Ignis, who has to be made to not adopt a cat that day.
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