[ Caught in the act. Jess tears her eyes away and feigns interest in the screen. Granted, of all the sports, she finds hockey the most exciting to spectate. It's the violentest one. And it's about as far removed from soccer as one can get. ]
It's what I'm not looking at. [ When was the last time she saw him without the beard? It'd have to be the simulated soiree, when he got an eyeful of her all cleaned up, as well. But for real? Longer than she's going to try and remember. Jess jabs a red pepper with her fork and pops it into her mouth, fighting off a smile. She can practically feel him buzzing from her attention. Dogs really do take on the personalities of their owners. They learned it from watching him. ]
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It's what I'm not looking at. [ When was the last time she saw him without the beard? It'd have to be the simulated soiree, when he got an eyeful of her all cleaned up, as well. But for real? Longer than she's going to try and remember. Jess jabs a red pepper with her fork and pops it into her mouth, fighting off a smile. She can practically feel him buzzing from her attention. Dogs really do take on the personalities of their owners. They learned it from watching him. ]