“What kind of a woman greets the Beast Lord with 'here, kitty, kitty'?”

“It's how you get rid of cats. You get a 500-pound parakeet and teach it to say, "Here, kitty kitty kitty."”

“What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?”

“The only thing that was sort of Asian [as a role model] was Hello Kitty. I don't want to model myself after Hello Kitty.”

“It’s sweet. All this trouble for a kitty.”

“I crouched on the beam. The bunnycat shivered less than a foot away.
"Here… " Bunny? Kitty? "Here, cute creature thing… Don't be scared.”

“Forgive me, Kitty, they don't call me a bundle of contradictions for nothing!”

“That Kitty was capable of any deep grief was unbelievable. He had gradually grown to think of her as something unapproachable and callous. She would get a divorce, of course, and eventually she would marry again. He began to consider this. Whom would she marry? He laughed bitterly, stopped; a picture flashed before him — of Kitty's arms around some man whose face he could not see, of Kitty's lips pressed close to other lips in what was surely: passion.”

“That’s Carlos?” Phineas lowered his sword and whistled under his breath. “Hello, kitty.”

“Oh you’re heist-drunk Kitty Kat. And you have been since the Henley.”