This week Lochie and Louis went to a party and immediately got separated. Louis approached a young woman that insisted on licking his arm (said she could see his future) and Lochie spent most of his time not letting anyone finish their sentences and forcing them to hurry through their life stories. Every once in a while Louis would try to to tune in to what Lochie was talking about with the strangers, but found it almost impossible to follow. Then Lochie sat on the house cat.