[Fifi obliges him, lowering the wiggling puppy into his arms. Satina proceeds to voraciously lick at his face and writhe about in the manner of baby dogs who can't decide what they want to do, so they do all of it at once.]
It would seem she shares the sentiment. If she goes missing, I shall know right where to look.
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It would seem she shares the sentiment. If she goes missing, I shall know right where to look.