A unicorn and a pet

Jazzy: Who are you? 

Cat: Miiaow.

Jazzy: Ok. I was being polite. Move now.

Cat: Yow…miayow.

Jazzy: How did you get in here? This had better not be one of those toy-come-to-life incidents again.

Cat:

Jazzy: No. You’re not magical. Oh my god- your hair is a mess but that’s not helping. Hey, where’re you going?

Cat:

Jazzy: Wait. You have your own private entrance? I don’t even get a key.

Later

Me: Jazzy, I brought tacos for- what’s that noise? Are you nailing the cat flap shut?

Jazzy: The “cat” was trespassing. You’re welcome.