Bianca giggled as William licked her face. "I wonder if he actually likes me or the fact that I smell like cookies," she commented, grinning as she scratched under the dog's neck next. She chanced a look up at Oliver when his hand appeared on the dog's head.
She almost felt her self clam up, but forced words out instead of retreating. "Either way I don't really mind. Um, if I could ask, how have you been? I mean since leaving school and all? You were a few years ahead of me, so I can't say I really know what's going on with people outside my year."