Terrence grinned at the dog. He wasn't particularly keen on petting the thing for an extended period of time, but he certainly didn't mind having him around.
"Right, then," he said. He was about as experienced with beaches as he was with breeds of dogs, but he'd done his research. First he wanted to try the one that had sounded the best, though he wasn't sure whether it would be too busy for them to handle, especially on a weekend. On the other hand, they could always get creative with a bit of spellwork and make it secluded, if it was worthwhile.
He grinned and offered her his hand, preparing to apparate them away to Bigbury-on-Sea when she took it. "When we land, I want to hear that story you were going to tell me."