Jamie helped pull Kitt's apron over his head, before walking back over to the table, rolling his eyes and sniggering...
"you could say that Jay... hey Zuzana, Jamie, George.."
The young fox who was now washing the front windows gave Kitt a friendly wave, before continuing with his work...
Zuzana hugged Jay back, watching Kitt, his whole appearance was that of a person whose clothes had put up a serious fight that morning...