You sigh contently as you lounge in your office, sipping fresh oil. Your profits were through the roof! You had a newly renovated Boxmore! Some third thing! Nothing could ruin this!
"Mikayla Mikayla."
"...Uh oh." You whisper.
"How dreadfully rude." A smooth voice droned. You yelp and fall out of your seat.
"Uh.... Mr. Katz, what a pleasant surprise!" You Chuckle nervously.
"Yes, I could tell by your little pratfall."
Katz idly drawled.
"Heh heh heh, sorry 'bout that. What can I do you for?" You cough.
"I require my usual death ray and Army of Jethros, but didn't feel like waiting." The red cat shrugged. Eager to get him out of him, you buzz for Ernesto.
"Ernesto, please escort Mr. Katz to our sales room."
"B-But he's so scary! So very, very, VERY scary!"
"...This pager lets him hear you."
".... Permission to cry like a baby before I come sir?"
".... Permission granted."
And so, you and Katz sat in your office in tension filled silence for 3 minutes before Ernesto awkwardly came in and lead Katz off.
Later....
You get a gift from Katz and reluctantly unwrap it. It is:
[] A sarcophagus
[] A small grey and cell-like box
[] A purple medallion with an S on it