The two pets found themselves matched in the excitement, as Noa rarely found someone to play gifted with enough energy and speed to be a match to her. The house's contents may be at risk of being considered collateral damages in the tiny war, but isn't that a small price to pay for the two dears' happiness?

"Of course, my friend. Ask away." The Professor answers, guiding the Socialite upstairs where too short a corridor for the perceived size of the second floor awaited. Four doors at sight: One on the right, from which a noticeable citric scent flowed; two on the left, probably the Professor's bedroom and a convenient bathroom; and a fourth at front, towards which they are directed.