"You'd be able to answer that better'n me, Miss," Noon says, closing the book and turning his attention briefly to the dog snuffling his trousers, "H'lo there, friend. You come to hear the reading?" He lowers his free hand for a sniff and petting if it's allowed before turning back to Fifi, "Whatever it is, I'd be careful with somebody who seems like he don't have a problem turning his back on folks. Nothin' good comes from behavior like that."
The petting is very much allowed, Sati taking it as an excuse to wiggle delightedly and nearly climb his leg until Fifi hooks one thin finger through the puppy's collar.
She gives a tired laugh, at his advice. "That it doesn't," she agrees, "thank you, Messere."
"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?"
"Ah, nothin' to thank. They're all learning when they're that small. She'll be a trained dog in no time, aye Sati?" And it's impossible to resist, so he bends down and gives the puppy another good petting. He's still careful to keep the book out of reach though, he isn't that love struck by a good pup. "I better get this ol' tome back to the boss before you tempt me into a game, love." And yes, this is directed at the puppy. To Fifi he says with a smile just as friendly, "And if you need anything, miss, you just give a holler to the Boss or to me."
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She gives a tired laugh, at his advice. "That it doesn't," she agrees, "thank you, Messere."
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One little hand raises from restraining Sati to wave goodbye.