"Y-you don't understand," he whimpers. "Every day, that—cat's got some new devil plant to torture me with. I go back to the office, my pants are torn, I'm bruised and scraped up bad, and they ask me, "Hey Arthur, ya doing alright? What happened?"
He slouches and sighs. "And I just gotta tell them...Penny happened."
That—doesn't sound like her at all, you think.