"Yeah, that's right, i'm a cat, smart-guy!! An' you're a friggin' hairless ape, what's it to ya?!!"
Before you can answer, or apologize for your brazenness, he continues.
"So, you want to join The Doc's Legion, do ya? Eh, a powder puff like you wouldn't last ten seconds. But still, the Boss says everybody gets a shot, an' I guess that includes you too."
Things go quiet for a moment.
Well, what're ya standin' around for, follow me!!"
You follow him over to a small building.
"Well, are you gonna come in, or not?!! I'm a busy feline, pal!"
"Oh, oh, right." you stammer, and follow him into the room.
"Sit down." he demands, and you quickly comply.
"It's like this, pal. The Boss's Legion is made up of the finest soldiers that this puny world has to offer. If you wanna prove you've got the . . . . uhh . . . . guts to join, then the first thing you gotta do is enlist. When you join our army, you become one of The Doc's Legion, forever! Now, are you gonna enlist, or do I hafta sit here lookin' in yer pansy face all day, grunt!?"
What will you do?
I want to enlist.
Nuh-uh. I don't want to join.