"Good morning. I think we have like twelve kinds of hot sauce around but you'll want to check expiration dates. And ingredients, unless you want, like, lime and Sichuan peppercorn and, I don't even know, cinnamon sugar, in with your cayenne. Check the pantry door behind all the stuff that comes in packets like yeast and Jello."

"Thanks."  Bug locates the sauces of hotness and reads labels until he finds an acceptable one.  He doesn't put a ton on his eggs, just enough for some flavor.

Haru puts ketchup on his.

Ooh Cricket wants some.

Forkful for Cricket next to the raw salmon that constitutes the rest of Cricket's breakfast.

"Say, Cricket, do you know whether your dietary needs are pretty much the same as a non-monster cat?"

"I seem to be more omnivorous and have not had problems with eating things that harm regular cats when I have felt like doing it." Nom nom.

"That's nice.  Have you tried anything that's harmful to humans as well as regular cats?"

"I think a human would have gotten sick from eating raw feral pigeons by now and I have not."

"Would a regular cat get sick off those, though?"

"Maybe they've never tried. They are worse than I am at catching pigeons." He stretches his wings out real big and then folds them back up.

"That makes sense!"

Nom nom nom salmon and scrambled egg.

"The vet he goes to keeps begging him to cut it out with the feral pigeons and the stealing my chocolate and the casually sniffing the lilies in the floral department when he comes along with me to the grocery store but so far so good. Dignity of risk, I suppose."

"I'm trying to think of what I would most like to try if I knew I could safely eat anything.  Weird mushrooms are obvious and kind of a boring answer, even if they would be interesting to actually try.  Rocks just seem unpleasant.  ...I guess shale has kind of a pleasant crunchiness.  You can break it with your hands."

"Antifreeze. It's supposed to be sweet. But cats don't have much sweet tooth, he steals my chocolate purely to be a little scamp."

"I do like it, just not because of the sugar."

"You like being a little scamp, that's what you like."

Pffft.

"I have the cutest cat," Haru informs Bug.

"Okay."

Dishes go in the dishwasher. A kiss goes on the top of Cricket's fuzzy little head. A Haru goes on the couch with a book.

Bug will, fine, check his letter from Julien.  Even though he remembers what's in it since Julien composed it in his head first.

Dear Bug,
Please don't tell Mom we're gay even if you think it would go fine. Also, I take your point with the name and you may choose to change it or not based on this.
Respectfully, Julien