Luckily, she didn't break any of the mugs, otherwise Wash's cats might not be allowed to roam the base anymore. Not that silly little things like rules would stop his cats.

"They can be a handful sometimes, but they're not nearly as much of a handful as some other people." He shoots a pointed look at York. "I name all the cats. Right now, we've also got Albert and Descartes and Sir Patches."