[506 Toccoa Ave] We're acting like people in love!

[aintthatbad]

It might be vaguely tolerable whistling if it had a tune, but no, this is really quite beyond Skinny. Rosie keeps lifting her head and tilting it like he might be trying to communicate higher knowledge in code or something, but she gives up every time with a few groans of her own

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[thewordofweb]

Webster is still in the process of shelving books and having to put up with that damned whistling when he rounds House & Gardens from History and Politics and nearly slams a heavy array of books on the front counter, shooting the dog a dissatisfied look. "Explain to me," he grumbles, "one more time, why we have this dog in my store. In my store!"

[aintthatbad]

"Because Rosie is an innocent soul and loves everybody, even you!" Skinny strolls out from his aisle, defying Webster to dampen his mood. Rosie hears her name and skitters out in front of him. When she gets to Webster, she wags her entire back half, and if she didn't do it on a regular basis, someone might think she'd pass out from excitement.

[thewordofweb]

Webster isn't having any of that and he just stares at Skinny with something akin to perplexed confusion while fully ignoring the presence of the dog with an admirable poker-face. "Did you really have to come into work so well-laid?" Webster muttered with a whine in his voice, tossing one of the children's paperbacks over to Skinny to shelve.

[aintthatbad]

Rosie will not be ignored: she has happiness and joy and TAIL-WAGGING and kisses to spread!

So she rushes up to Webster and jams her nose somewhere between his knees and his crotch. SHE LOVES HIM.

Skinny, for his part, shrugs blithely. "I don't believe my personal life is any concern of yours, Web." The pause lasts a few seconds and no more before he can't bite back a little grin. "What can I say, though, I've just got luck on my side."