"Oh. That all sounds hard," Marco said dully. He hadn't even done very well with eggs. But then, he never did well in the kitchen. He wasn't sure why his connections always went wrong once food was involved.
He shrugged when Lana asked him if Bearbear was one of those built for cold breeds. All he knew about dogs was just what other people in the house had told him. He at least knew that greyhounds were the racing dogs. "You know a lot about dogs for someone who never had one," he observed, his brow creasing.