I have been talking to Momma about my bank account, or lack thereof. See, William, The Tiny Boy, has squillions of money, and I wonder if he is investing it wisely. Momma says, if William was smart, which I am sure he is, he would set up some sort of lucrative business, like loan sharking. I am sure plenty cats would like to borrow money for things like toy mice, nip, fev-vers, stinky goodness, treats; stuff like that. Maybe I should be his investment counselor. Yes, all I need is paper, pen, and a sophisticated look.
O.K. Got paper, pencil and I am definitely sophisticated in my new hat. Now, I am waiting for Squillionaire William to call me.