Tiger Lily: gurp....gurp gurp grup... hunk . . . cha cha cha . . . .
Jean Luc: Are you okay?
Tiger Lily: I feel . . . a little off . . . my tummy was so sore. . . . . I'm so embarrassed. It just . . . GLARP gurp gurp, chachachacha CHUNK . . . . oh my . . . WHAT is that?
Jean Luc: I don't know but mom saw you do it.
Tiger Lily: Seriously . . . . WHAT is it?
Jean Luc: You are the only cat in the world who would go to the litter box to spit up a fur ball. Mom's impressed that you just stood at the side of the litter box and barfed it into the box.
Tiger Lily: A Fur ball? . . . but . . . I have short fur--where did it come from?
Jean Luc: Don't look at me!
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