Tramp wasn't sure he had any questions, but then he hadn't been too keen on trying so hard to be like a man until a whole minute ago. Once ushered into the apartment he began to wander about the living room area and took in the differences between his living room area and this man's. He supposed he could see it was in much better condition than his own... dogs didn't need to have much to make a home, but men apparently needed quite a bit.
He hummed thoughtfully, hands falling on his hips as he paused near the kitchen. His nose sniffed the air and all sorts of delicious scents washed over him, briefly distracting him from the task at hand.
"Do I have to brush my teeth every day?" he decided that was his first question and he was certain he'd be given the worst answer (yes) and he'd be forced to comply, but if it got him more food, maybe it was worth it.