Frankie was rather intrigued by the man who, as near as the dog could tell, was a great deal more regular than any of the other beings he'd been around recently. Curious, he went over to inspect.

The man seemed rather nice, so Frankie wagged. The man's shoes looked like they could use a good chew, though. He walked up and started to nibble before hearing his master come up behind him.

"Frankie," Raphael sighed, "Stop harassing people." He looked at John apologetically. "Sorry about this. Come, Frankie!"

The dog whined but stepped away.