"That's just silly," he said quickly, leaning over until his head came to rest on her stomach, effectively blocking the dogs from any hope of finding a spot. They probably could, come to that. Both dogs had a talent for finding a space to sleep, regardless of the odds, even if it meant lying on top of someone already there. However, both seemed discouraged after coming over and sniffing at the sofa. Seven returned to the rope, while Eight slid down to the floor with a low groan, his tail beating against the floor.
Orsino looked up at Penny with a lazy smirk. "And entirely impractical. How'm I supposed to shag you if the dogs are making as though the couch is theirs?"