"Noblesse oblige," said the cat and poured Margarita some clear liquid into a conical glass.
"Is this vodka?" asked Margarita weakly.
The cat jumped resentfully in his chair.
"Forgive me, my lady," he croaked, "Would I ever allow myself to pour vodka for a lady? This is pure alcohol!"


... “Not fooling around, not bothering nobody, just sitting here mending the Primus," said the cat with a hostile frown, "and, moreover, I consider it my duty to warn you that the cat is an ancient, inviolable animal.” ...


“I challenge you to a duel!” screamed the cat, sailing over their heads on the swinging chandelier.”

(C) M. Bulgakov

Сижу, ни кого не трогаю, починяю примус. :)