Bob is taking a pizza to your house tonight to watch SG-1 after work with Riley. Your cat is separating me from my husband. Happy?

Oh, good to know -- my cat is out, and will be happier if I go straight home from work to let him in so he can be bitchy about getting chilled sooner rather than later.

Tell Bob I'll cover tomorrow, though; I'm planning on getting some vidding in, so he can just go home after the store, and you two can be reunited at long last. Aw!