walk this way

What do you know, a name. Might be her real name, might not be. It didn't matter. She was once again oh so polite as she bid him to leave, but... while he had made her a deal, he did not specify when he would be leaving. She assumed right away, of course, which he knew she would. So, he could stay, or he could leave and come right back, and technically he would still have upheld his deal (not that it mattered to him). Fortunately for her, he was growing bored and hungry. His earlier mice had been not but a tease. Without a word he left.

But he would be back.