“This is a dinner party, is it not? And a fish course is customary, is it not?” The cat regards Eleonor with what might be disdain, or possibly just the usual attitude of a cat toward a human. (These might be the same thing, admittedly.)
“But if you say there is no fish, I suppose I shall have to take you at your word.” The cat’s bright eyes inspect all of the guests at the table.