The lobby, early afternoon [[Cindy, Charlotte OTA/MW]]
By the main door, positioned so that he can see and smell everybody coming and going without them quite having to stumble over him if they are careful, was a large brindled greyhound. He was sprawling very flat, and guarding a very grubby toy that might have been a teddy bear, once.
Nearby, there was a small white-and-tabby cat, licking his paws in perfect innocence. He would never ever try to steal anybody's toys.
Their mistresses might be having coffee in the Mocha together, and chatting about all the recent newcomers.-