"no zombies. Got it." He was kind of over the whole zombie craze, anyway. He scanned the DVD collection before picking one and sticking it in the player. The puppy trotted in from the kitchen, and plopped down at Jax's feet. Dex smiled at her, then took his seat.
"Good thing she didn't try to take my spot," he said. He would have kicked her off, on account of the wet dog smell.