[Sayo unaccountably giggles when Ryoko brings up cats, which turns into a guffaw which lasts for a full ten seconds before she finally calms down. She has never been more glad that she's a bubbly drunk when she's not being a moody drunk or an angry drunk. At least this time the roulette gave her an okay-ish result.]

No point in acting all demure and clueless anymore, is there? It's easier to be a great detective during investigations, anyways. All the Poirot-types are too busy making jackasses of themselves to feel grief, so that might be a good model.

Hm, but I have been on a Columbo kick recently, so that's another tempting option...