Anne. Mouschi! Mouschi! Mouschi! (She picks up the cat, walking away with it. To Peter) I love cats. I have one . . . a darling little cat. But they made me leave her behind. I left some food and a note for the neighbors to take care of her . . . I'm going to miss her terribly. What is yours? A him or a her? Peter. He's a tom. He doesn't like strangers. (He takes the cat from her, putting it back in its carrier.)

Anne (Unabashed). Then I'll have to stop being a stranger, won't I?
What does this dialogue reveal about Anne?

She is stubborn and impolite.
She is clever and confident.
She is quiet and understanding.
She is sad and confused.