But as little Jane grew older and her health improved, Yvette and the others began to get busy with their own things, school studies, various interest classes, and special talent classes. Nobody could spare the energy to properly pamper this little greedy cat.
Old Watson smiled apologetically at James Black, "Sorry, I really forgot, but your wife gets very quiet when she drinks a lot. When you go home in the evening, she probably won't trouble you."
"Alright, I'll take her home first," James Black tossed the car key to Thomas Lancaster, "You help me find a designated driver to take the car to the downstairs of the building, I'll take her downstairs to catch a taxi."
Since the designated driver would undoubtedly take a while to arrive from outdoors, James Black decided not to wait and instead planned to go downstairs immediately to hail a taxi, which would be faster.