"I'm that journalist who lives in Istanbul with seven cats and secretly manipulates the world's currency markets from her basement, also known as the Alexander Haig of Ricochet."
Does anyone else realize what this means? As anyone who has ever owned a cat knows, you don't own the cat, you are its staff and it owns and manipulates you. This can only mean one thing. The world's currency markets are not being manipulated by Claire, as she thinks (they just allow her to think that), but by a cabal of tabbys. Claire merely carries out their wishes. The world makes a lot more sense once you understand this fact.
I wonder if I sent them some catnip or kitty treats would they do something about my 401(k).