You are not actually a puppy, little love.

[ but she accepts that little dragon kiss anyway, even if it makes her nose scrunch up when she laughs. Hale seems pleased with himself, or maybe just pleased with the situation, who knows. either way, he chirrups and shuts his eyes when Rachel reaches up to rub at the back of his head ]

Maybe we can share our fries with him. Maybe. Or I can draw him up some cheese steak or something. No onions.