"Mirar, Ceri, Ceri, Mirar..."
Ceri smiled.
"Sorry for you, Eli, but I'm adopting her now." she said, leaning forward to ruffle the pup's ears. "That was some fun." she then said as she scrambled to her feet, still clutching the drumstick as Eli fussed with Mirar.
She grabbed the comforter on the couch to just clean some of the slobber from the stick before returning it to the drumkit while Starlin helped Eli to his feet. Then she balled up the icky comforter and looked at the two guys as they were speaking.
"Sure. While you do that, I'll throw this in the wash." she said before looking directly at Starlin. "Sorry 'bout this." she added, lifting the balled material slightly for emphasis. Then she bubbled down the hall to where the general washbasket was in the bathroom. She was exceptionally happy. Music and sports with friends."I'll put her in her bed, then we can go again?"
Can't have it any better.