A cat in a safety helmet enters after a long day of... whatever a Rescue Cat does. It's assumed to be rescuing but knowing him, it's probably cat stuff and duels. "Hello mister! Do you work here? This kinda place blows up one day then reappears the next... Don't know why. Why's your hair so curly? Does it just do that?" It speaks clearly but with a childish voice.

The man looks down at the cat, giving it a cold stare. "Hello there... Yeah, you could say I work here. And, as for my hair, it just became like that one day."

"Oooooh... I like it. It's shiny and looks like donuts. Do you sell donuts here? I want one with some milk!" The cat climbs onto a seat at the counter.

"Uh, lemme check." Giorno goes through all the cabinets behind him, looking for some donuts and milk. "Come to think of it, there's a lot of stuff here that you wouldn't normally find in a cafe. What's this skeleton doing here anyways?" Giorno throws the science class model in the blue jacket off-screen, a chattering sound can be heard in the background "Ah, here they are." Giorno pulls out a box of assorted donuts and a glass of milk, which were ominously placed right next to each other. He then places the two on the counter in front of the cat.

"Yaay! Thank you, mister!" Rescue Cat begins to enjoy his sugary meal. Were donuts healthy for a cat? Probably not but he wasn't an ordinary cat. He didn't eat any chocolate donuts though. He set aside his deck of cards so he didn't accidentally get milk on them.

"Don't mention it." Giorno takes a sip of the coffee he just finished brewing