He rolled his eyes at the 'big, strapping god' comment, though his eyebrows rose when her fingers touched his arm. "Flattery will get you no where." He teased right back, gaze once more returning to the little dog wiggling about inside the cage. "I have a feeling, though, he does that to everyone. Dogs crave attention from people. It doesn't matter who the person. I bet he'd wiggle about like that for a poor, ugly homeless man." Scoffing, he put a hand against the glass and watched as the pup tried to pounce at it.
"Plus, I prefer larger dogs. Something more...vicious. Maybe a doberman? Those are neat and frightening. Put a chain around it's neck, tote it around on a black studded leash..." He snickered.