My cat's favorites are:
My dad, he lives 100+ miles away so she doesn't see him often but when he visits she sits on his knee until bedtime, when she goes to bed with him.
My carer.
Any other male, whether it is a delivery driver, someone working in the house, passing stranger.
Then me.
When I'm on my own she likes to be in the same room as me but I know I am her lowest priority.
She also likes to kill robins. She has occasionally killed another bird but they are definitely her preference.
She was a stray but looks like she might be part Bengal (and she also has the voice) I had a visitor who had two Bengal cross cats, and they also preferred robins.
My old cat, Charlie, was a tuxedo cat. I lived on a road that was used by school children to get to/from school. He would position himself outside so various children could adore him.
He had the loudest purr ever.
If he was outside when I left the house he stayed out (rental with no cat flap). When I came back he would be sitting outside the door looking like a mini cat bouncer.
He then had to be the first through the door. Sometimes I would just open the door a crack so he could only get a paw in.
He also sulked. You knew he was sulking because he would sit, with his back turned to the person he was sulking at. He once took a good 5 mins finding a place he could sulk at a room full of people.
He was once sulking at me so my carer picked him up and turned him facing me. He moved his head so he couldn't see me, carer (gently) moved his head to face me and he averted his eyes.
By the time he did it I was in hysterics, which meant he was even more mad at me.
When he came back from the vet's he would back out of his carrier so I knew he was sulking at me.