Pedicure, manicure, kitty-cat claws

Sparrow wasn't sure why a cat would want to hang out with big dumb Tyr anyway, but she did. They played a boring game that had nothing to do with anything you'd use as a pirate. He called her not a real pirate as she approached. She puffed up her chest, "Of course I'm not a real pirate yet, dummy. One day, though," she said, making a few small leaps and bound over to her uncle. "One day, I'm gonna be KING of the pirates. I might even invite you to join! If you're lucky."

Why did she even come to talk to him, anyway? Oh, yeah... the claws. "ANYWAYS," she said, changing the subject as fast as she could. "Whaddya know about growing cat claws?"