my dog wears a path on the same line, lately i'm thinking i might take his advice

[hisdiscretion]

Who: hisdiscretion, regeneratesalot and Mr. Muggles, to be joined by gaveherwings
When: Thursday afternoon (11/17)
Where: Franz and Daedalus's apartment
Summary: Franz insisted that Claire come by to visit her dog, and have dinner.
Warnings: PG only for the potential of Franz making a raunchy joke.

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[regeneratesalot]

All right. [ She makes her way up, repeating the room number in her head so she won't forget it. She's a little nervous herself; she'd been looking forward to this all day. She even took the day off school - though, admittedly, that wasn't too much of a loss. School wasn't shaping up to be anything close to what she thought it would be.

She can hear the yapping of Mr. Muggles as she makes her way towards the door to the apartment. She smiles to herself, a sad little smile with the hint of a laugh behind it. She pauses for a few seconds, then raps on the door a few times, trying to replicate the same kind of knocking her mother used to do on her door. Would Mr. Muggles recognize it? Probably not, but hey, it was worth a shot. ]

[hisdiscretion]

[Whether it was Claire's smell he recognized or the knocking, the dog was losing his freaking mind and launches himself like a bullet out of the barrel of a gun once Franz opens the door. Franz is frankly horrified, after all, he's used to his 'little man' being overaffectionate, but this is a whole new level. Then again, how could he blame him? He wants to hug Claire too, thank her repeatedly for being here. But that's strange, because he isn't from Claire's world. He maintains decorum.]

--Good afternoon. I'm so glad you could make it. It's nice to meet you in person. [Franz offers her his hand.]

[regeneratesalot]

[ It's probably for the best that he doesn't hug her immediately; not that it would scare her off, just more freak her out a little. Especially in a place like this when everything's just a little ... fishy. It's not his fault, she's just on her guard more often than not in this city.

She takes his hand, shaking it gently with a smile on her face. ] You too.

[ At her ankles is Mr. Muggles, excitedly wagging his tail and barking up at her. Her smile erupts into a laughing grin and she crouches down, picking him up in her arms and giving him a big hug. He's exactly how she remembered him being; same weight, same amount of fluff in his coat. ] Hey, boy.

[ She looks up at Franz, grinning. Mr. Muggles attacks her face with his licks. And, for once, Claire doesn't mind it; it's hard to hate the little guy in a situation like this. ] Have you considered going into dog-shows yourself? I think you'd do great as a groomer.

[hisdiscretion]

[Franz laughs and shrugs off her comment, shaking his head.] I can't say I'd considered it. I've never been much of a dog person, but the little man grew on me.

Please take your shoes off and put them in the basket there, and then come in and sit down. Technically Mr. Muggles is not allowed on any of the furniture, but technically he breaks that rule any time Daedalus (that's my boyfriend, Dr. Yumeno, he'll be along) is gone... and sometimes when he's here!

[Franz chuckles, headed to retrieve the teapot and some snacks from the kitchen adjoining the living room.]