Oh, Merlin, he'd gotten away. Jager was making a beeline for the nearest person like he always did. That little puppy loved people, especially new ones, and couldn't resist running over to sniff and lick and hopefully get some petting out of it. Duke wasn't far behind and he jogged over, ready for some damage control.
"Right here," he said to answer the woman's question. He was dressed rather casually, prepared for a day of relaxation rather than a night of partying. However, he still grinned at the beautiful lady and crouched down to make sure Jager didn't run off again. "Sorry, I guess he just couldn't help himself."