[ Beagle is taking his time on the walk, veering off here and there to investigate some interesting smell or mysterious shadow. C.C. stifles a yawn and just watches him, wishing she'd brought a ball for him to chase.
she knows it's late, but they are in Sector 5. there is time for a snack before going home, right? ]
Come on, stupid, there are interesting things over here. [ fondly, though she is inching in the direction of the pizza shop. ]