Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
"Have you ever tried asking?" she demanded, smug grin firmly settling on her lips when he didn't run away and didn't eat her. Mother and Grandmother were crying and fluttering their hands, and she rolled her eyes at them. Couldn't they see the puppy was harmless?
She yawned sleepily, and she scooted back on the bed and curled up on her pillow. "You can sleep at the foot of the bed," she told him. "And if you try to eat me, I'll scream for the woodsman." This was said with another yawn.
She didn't think she actually had a woodsman, but that wasn't important.