"You have to be kidding me," Ramona says as she steps into this memory. Go find memories, the freshmen had told her. You'll save students. It's easy. They're probably off cavorting around in some ridiculous cat pageant with Valkyrie and kitten-aged Free Cat and she's stuck here with a colossal and frankly mean-looking russian blue and her second least favorite mushroom in the world.

At least the memory freezes before the cat has the chance to bat her or Presley into next week. She lifts her beater bat in a precautionary way anyways, looking around the tableau.

"Watch out for bugs," she tells Presley.