"Sure, Phil. I un'erstand." She picked them up and sat down on the edge of the bed to put them on. Phil followed her movements unwillingly, but when it came to the point where she was about to thrust her hoof into the deep well in the false foot and the platform he flinched and looked away.
Meanwhile she was saying matter-of-factly, "You no tell 'lusion-'mune man, but you got idea where pussycat is?"
"No," he replied nervously, "but I know where I might be able to find out."
"Is in this city?"
"Yes."
"You take me there, Phil?"
"I guess so."
"Don you want find pussycat too, Phil?"
"Yes, I think I do."
"Okay, thas fine. You can look now."