[ Red sputters - but the cat does make her smile a little and she gives it a little chuck under the chin with her finger and then she sighs. OK, OK. She'll cheer up a little. ]

Let me worry about my own wrinkles, OK? But... yeah. I'll be aright.

[ Deep breath. ]

Red. Irene Red. Just, uh, call me Red, honestly. Everyone else does.