Oh boy, do Noa’s eyebrows rise right on up with the rebuttal. “In that case I can scrounge one up for you,” she responds wryly, her feathers nowhere near ruffled. Especially not when he keeps talking. “You can have the full Dog Park experience.” She’s the wrong person to confirm anything, and it’s too late to even think about a deeper conversation. There are plenty of people that would back his statement up affirmatively. “Fun and all, sweetheart.”
She lets Pete off the hook after that, dropping her feet to the floorboards to stand. There’s not a lot of extra space in her trailer, so she has to nudge Pete out of the way to get to the bathroom cabinets to rifle around for the toothbrush. But as expected she finds one in quick order, and offers it and her tube of toothpaste to him. “You can use the sink in here, or in the kitchen,” she tells him as she moves back into the more open space and settles back into her chair.
“I can put Duke outside too, if he’s going to bother you,” she adds. The dog is sprawled on the floor across from the extra bed, in the makeshift dog bed Noa kept there.