Cam catches a summons while he's in the middle of Atriama. He's seen it before, it's fine.
"Cool. How much acting do I need to do about having chemistry with these cats, do you know."
"Uh, probably a fair bit? We can enforce a waiting period of up to four days or, y'know, just not let you take them at all if it doesn't seem like a good fit. - Hi I'm Ivy and I vocate here but it's not my shift right now."
"Nice to meet you. I'll do my best." Handshake.
"Should Cam perhaps go first, and let the cats know what's going on and tell them to act friendly and whatnot?"
"Yeah, I'll go talk to cats." He goes. He tells the cats who are most urgent about leaving that he has plans to get them pretend adopted and for this to work they have to pretend to be super into the people he sends in, they look like this and this and this, can they like, rub up on their legs and purr and let themselves be picked up by their designated people?
Good, because otherwise they will be much harder to get out of here. It's just for a little while.
Back out he goes.
The worker gives Cam a weird look as he leaves.
And in goes Jordan!
He's in there a while. A car driven by Nicholas pulls into the lot well before he's done.
"Morning," mumbles Ivy, and pulls her hat down to further cover her face.
Cam assigns more cats.
Nicholas looks his over. "I can't say I've come up with much of anything that's both conveniently expensive and personally appealing, overnight," he notes.
"Inconvenient. I do have a meeting with an actual representative person, though, so I will stop bothering you for all inquiries relevant to your birthday and/or transaction attempts."