Nekomatas come and Nekomatas go, and Harrow isn't bothered much by either facts. He raises his cig-smoking hand in acknowledgment when Neko makes her challenge known and quickly returns to chillin' like a villain. Until, that is...

She returns.

Harrow sits stark straight up when he sees what she's got on. If he had a drink to sputter, he would.

"Th-that's–!" He runs a hand through his hair and stares. "Shoot, that's the best one I've seen all day!" And then he sits back in his chair and returns to trying too hard to look casual.

"First one I've seen, too. Guess you're just gonna have to wait around 'til someone else comes along and whups ya."