Sanzo sneezed and shook his head, wondering why his eyes suddenly felt itchy. He had been busy sweeping up the lobby and turned to look at the entrance in annoyance. If someone was bringing in something stupid- It had to be a cat. It had to be. No.

He stormed over, broom gripped in his left hand, the other arm hanging at his side, useless. He didn't get too close though, stopped by another sneeze. Cats! In his full Sanzo priest uniform, sans golden crown, and more than a bit dusty, he was currently an odd mixture of dignified and ridiculous. Especially when he sneezed again and brandished the broom handle at the perfectly harmless cat.

"Is that damned thing yours?" He snapped, glaring at the cat like it was horrible, malicious beast. "Get rid of it!"