#rivervale_lodge

"Dagmar? " the smell of food coming from the kitchen of the Ironhawk House

BBQ?

Sniff, sniff... she follows her nose. Odin has claimed her shoulder, like a one-eyed parrot.

"Tove says food is done, and I got news" Jaymes says "You know, time to thinkabout things. I... you aware there's a cat on your shoulder?"

Odin mrrows, explaining, no, there is a troll under his butt

"He likes being up high." A carefully one-shouldered shrug. "Is that pulled porkI smell?"

"It is" He says "And no, the cat doesn't get any" Jaymes doubt she'll fully listen to that. No doubt something may 'fall' to the floor before all is done. Of course, there's a small yorkiepoo down there who might be faster than a cat. He leads her to the table and they have seat, at least he does "I made my pick. But also have news , related to your saining."

"You picked? Already?" She sits and carefully deposits Odin on the ground.

"It wasn't easy, but while I'm working on a name. I'm going with Shaggy Little here." He says "Tove wants to borrow her for help in her job- Did you know that one of her tricks..that is, Shaggy Little's, is Dancing? She spins and bounces if you tell her to dance."

She bites on her lower lip, worried. "What about Brown Dog?"

"oh, that's the news related to your saining. It would be early, but the Mountain and Storm believe that you are do a gift or boon related to it, and think you don't mind it come early. they're willing to help ...with Brown Dog. So he can stick around too. "

"Yeah?"

"Yup. Actually, the Chieftain said they were both fine animals and she understood how you didn't want to part with either. She thinks Brown Dog is well suited to service, that he's been learning from Edie and Oak. She thinks he might be good for visting hospitals and helping people feel better. I think she'd like to see him trained in that. Brown becomes a Lodge Dog... you share him with the chief and others if that's okay? And he sticks around helping mortals a bit."

"So I'd get to seem him every day?" She brightens.

"Well ,maybe even at night. From what I can tell he might spend time here now and then. So.. would this be an acceptable early saining gift? "

"Yes!"

"...he probably needs a real name."

He blinks and rubs an ear "I think I'm deaf now. "then a smile, a bit "I told her that. I think they're open to suggestions." he confesses, "And..between you and me? I think Shaggy is probably going to end up mostly my dog. I like her attitude, even if she is only half a mutt."

Under the table, a ruff

"Maybe a quarter. She's not a real dog." Not without affection.

"two bits huh? Yeah, fits."

"Okay, we ready for lunch?" Tove says

"Two-bit dog. Heh." She reaches down, offering scritches.

"Oh you're not calling her twobit!" Tove says in slightly exaggerated horror.

"Actually, I like th sound of it" Jaymes admits with a slightly 'getting away with something' grin.

Twobit or Shaggy LIttle or whatever, takes the scritches

"What's wrong with two bit?"

"It just sounds .. well, she made more than two bits while dancing while I sang. I can tell you that. I made twice as much as usual hawking" Food is laid out, pre made BBQ sandwiches.

"Shrimp? Half-pint?" She suggests as she takes her plate.

"Nope, twobit" Jaymessays firmly/ Tove's mouth opens, then she smiles "YOu're just defying my wish for extra contrary delight aren't you?"//Jaymes looks at her, something in the look of his face boyish and yet very adult at the same time "moi?"//"Brute" She pokes him, and takes a seat after he pulls it out for her. If Dagmar were more mature, she might realize the nuances of flirtation and testing each other couples do, but she can tell Tove isn't as offended as she made out to be.

There is, however, the distraction of sandwiches.

...bits of pork make it down for dog and cat. Shhh.

Tove blinks as she notices both Jaymes also 'dropped' something. "Oh marshmellows the both of you."

"What?"

Odin claims his, and while he isn't crazy about the D-O-G down there so close, if tolerating a dog means barbeque, well, maybe tolerable.

"mmm?" Jaymes says with his best stone face

Tove says "Are you two going to pretend you are not deliberately dropping my food on the floor like big softies ?"

Jaymes blinks, "Did I drop food? " A look down "Can't have. It's gone. Back me up, Dagmar. We can't have dropped food it's not there"

"I don't see any food down there." She checks. "Nope."

Indeed, there is no food on the floor. A cat licking his chops, and a dog ready to burp, but no food

Tove stares at both "mmph. " Another round of exaggerated offense, and even that doesn't last long as slowly she smiles "What am I going to do with you two?"

"No idea." She munches.

A shrug from Jaymes.

Tove says "Fair warning. I will think of something"

Jaymes smiles "Good." Then "After lunch, you should visit Brown Dog and let him know he's sticking around, I think, Dagmar. You agree?"

"He likes Oak and Edie."

"Chief says the sibs are giving him lessons. "

"I bet they are!"

"Hopefully he won't go TOO Serious. then again, Oak and Edelweiss still are playful so probably not a threat."

Tove smiles "They're dogs. They'll always have a BIT Of puppy in them. "