4 >Contemplate life for an hour, then look around room

You contemplate your life for an hour and then look around the room. You spend the next 45 to 60 minutes contemplating a vast number of things, including, but not limited to, your life, your job, and your friends. Invigoratingly, it goes nowhere, but after that trance someone put you in, you finally snap out of it. You look around your room.

There is a single desk, two chairs in front, one behind, a litterbox-turned filing cabinet, a bowl of milk with a bell attached, a computer on your desk, and beside you is your phone. On top of your desk, however, there's a name plaque with the name Meowrage Meowrosa. You guess this is in fact your name, but between us, you'll still be called unknown.

Seeing all these objects sparks back a few memories. You remember your interests. You are a private detective, yes, but your interests are much more than this. You aren't very into videogames, but you do enjoy long-form video essays about tv shows, movies, and videogames that you would never actually watch/play, and you like the weird shenanigans that your favorite yoopoopers (or as they shorten it to YP) do in their videoshits (aka VideoS). You also have grown an interest in very crappy movies that you ironically watch with your friends from the internet and usually crap on with. Though you don't play many videogames, you've grown a few friends being friends from a particular videogame "series" Undertale. This has led you to take part in an ever-expanding multiverse-bending epic fanfic based on the two videogames the creator has made. Also in this group, you have found yourself making the maps of the fanfic, and though it's kind of hard work, you're getting kind of into it.

You then remember your age and the importance of this day, for today, September 2nd, 2x2x, is your 14^th birthday. You think that you're kind of young for a private eye, but then you remember you're part cat, and so you experience time like, 5 times faster or something.

After looking around your room, you feel kind of content, so, you sit at your desk, and when you get an Encore notification from your best friend, SuspiciousBirdguy.

what do you do?

>Meowrage: Answer him in a funny voice so he won't know it's you