"Clearly a good sign, who doesn't like music, hm buddy?" Molly grinned, spotting a particular reddish patch on it's skin. "And look at that, you've got a little four leaf clover on you there looks like!"

Molly was good with cats- that Frumpkin didn't mind his tasks to visit the tiefling was proof enough, which meant the pumpkin in his hands was the recipient of absent petting which was just increasing the level of brring going on from it. Not that the tiefling noticed yet but Abby would likely notice that he'd started purring along with the little pumpkin in a little feedback loop there.