Meeps' Parisian cousin

Try and visualize this scenario: Mary, Peter and I are enjoying a leisurely lunch by the window of a lovely cafe when Mary spots a chat noir across the street that looked exactly like my Meeps.  He came across the street and I jumped up, grabbed my camera and flew outside to snap a few photos.  With a polite, "Merci, mon petit chat", I then slipped back inside and finished my lunch. Shortly after, the owner came by, scooped him up and took him home.