[He's never really thought about it, but a spontaneously combusting cat is actually a pretty good conversation piece, isn't it? Maybe he'll have to use it more often to prevent awkwardness in conversations... But, focusing on the conversation he has going now, Wash nods.]

Yeah, I mean, it was scorching the bed and stuff, but other than that it hasn't caused any problems as far as I know. [Then he thinks back to the time that he'd seen it, trying to remember exactly how it happened. ...It's tough to recall though, he'd been too panicked at seeing a kitten on fire to really picture how it actually caught.] It was pretty quick, if I remember right. You definitely couldn't tell it was coming, it's just...suddenly engulfed in flames.

[It is sort of funny in a way, but he can't imagine how much of a challenge it would be to look after. He's pulled from thinking more on this, however, when she introduces herself.]

I think the niceness was a one time a year deal, because everything else that happens here is...yeah. Bad. [That was putting it lightly. And he'd been completely expecting something bad when he found that stocking with his name on it, even braced himself before he looked inside once he realized it was wiggling. Honestly, he's still working off the surprise at the niceness of it all. Focusing back on Charlie though, rather than Wonderland, he offers a smile.] It's nice to meet you, though. I'm Agent Washington. Or, uh, just Wash, if you want.