"Think nothin' of it, miss," he says, "Compliments of the boss." He directs his next words to Sati, because the puppy is clearly an active participant in this conversation now: "And as much as I'd like to give you some time, friend, I'm afraid little teeth and old books don't mix." He stands to carry the book a little further away from Sati, though not without a good bit of petting with his free hand first. Noon looks back at Fifi with a smile and tips his head down, indicating the puppy, "Yours?"