"I hope so. I play with him in order to keep myself from playing with everything else. It doesn't always work. I think I flexed him a little too much. Poor guy." Miranda sighed and shook her head. She reached over into a pile of books and papers and managed to pull out a facial tissue. She slid the tissue over the fallen pup. "I'll have to try later. I think I'm getting a little too frustrated to do much good now."
She finally looked up at him and stared, as if she realized there really was someone else in her office. Her head tilted slightly. "Rhett! Rhett Callahan! Right! Veronica...no, no, don't tell me. Lake, no. Lodge, no. Salt, no, that's Veruka. Mars! Right?"