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Eliot watched through the glass as Parker dashed across the room leaping upwards intermittently. An exercise routine, he thought, Parker's own brand of crazy way to stay agile enough for leaping off roofs. . . Maybe.

She made a sudden leap onto the desk, before launching herself at the ceiling with a joyful shout of "Gotcha sucker!"

Eliot opened the door to see a broad grin on her face. "Hey, Eliot!" she greeted. "I just caught lunch!"

She dropped elegantly down again to lean over the plant she'd brought in and drop the fly she'd caught into its waiting maw.