[ Crowley's arm tightens and he presses himself up against Blake's back, smiling down at his new pet. ]

She'll learn to stay out of walking paths if she doesn't like getting stepped on. They're smart creatures.

[ He kisses Blake's cheek. ]

She doesn't need food and if you don't want her in the bed, she won't be there. Isn't that right, Perdita?

[ Looking expectantly at the dog, he's pleasantly surprised when it yelps in response. Really, they're such clever things. ]