Shook her head lightly, stopping in front of his desk instead of passing like she had planned. "Not right now. But I think Thatch might like a ball to play with. You have one laying around?" A dog was cute, innocent. How could she resist the request to be played with? She had already filled up a college ruled notebook..Chloe needed to go out and play more than the dog did. She could try cross-refrencing later.
"I think I'll take her out for a little bit. Stretch both of our legs. Then maybe start dinner since what I've cooked so far has not had any leftovers." The first night she was here she thought it had been because Dean ate like he had been starved for a month, and Bobby didn't want to hurt her feelings. But even after Dean had run off and Bobby ended up holed up in the library doing some heavy research, anything she made still ended up getting eaten.