He knew he needed to find a location for his new chicken store and his mind wandered back to his dating site profile days; he wondered if there was any space available near the hot kitty with the big ears.
Spunky was really curious and downloaded the updated anarchist cookbook in order to find a new twist on cooking chicken like maybe exploding chicken nuggets or something.
And then Chunky carved out a few hours of alone time, because the fear of the unwashed masses to his diabolical machinations was enough to keep them away.
And as his career moved in a direction he hadn't foreseen, he was mostly happy; except for the melancholy times that he still day-dreamed about his old kitty girlfriend.