What mattered was that Bo was clean. The were was a lot better about that since having come to live with the vampire family, but Chloé knew that she was a bit of a hard customer to please in that respect, that her demands, on herself and others, was a bit higher than the societal norms.

She smiled when Bo made his way inside, her own eyes lighting up at the sight of him and the look in his face at seeing all the bits of activity in the small shop. Whether the campaign was a success or not really didn't much matter, the real goal was her and her pet having some fun.

"Darling," She grinned as he entered, and held her hand out to him expectantly. When he was near enough she moved in close, sniffing him and nuzzling his neck, purring softly. "You smell nice and clean. But these clothes," she added, tugging first at the shirt, then the pants, "will have to go." She nodded to her aide who already was bringing the first change of clothes their way. "Ingrid will help you Bo, and then you get to play with the pretty girls. We're going to take some pictures."