[A familiar face can be seen walking past, dressed in a track suit with a towel slung around his neck. He's mostly recovered from soccer class, but the back of his hair is still slightly darkened with sweat. He's just heading back to have a shower -
- when there's suddenly a puppy at his feet, jumping up and whining for attention.]
Whoa, hey! Hi there. [He bends down to say hello, and winds up with a face full of puppy tongue.]