Maurice winces again, feeling sorry for Catrina. He's sure having her secrets (question mark) spouted to a stranger isn't great. It doesn't surprise him though, something weird is always happening in the Garden. He honestly doesn't come here a lot but the flowers are so pretty and he wanted to save a picture of them before they changed.

"Oh...it's the thought that counts?"

His platitude is swiftly interrupted from his own name tag (which he didn't even notice was there) spouts out, "Maurice does the choreography from CATS when he's alone!"

Maurice lets out a strangled squawk and slaps a hand over his name tag.

"UH-- I GOTTA GO!"