Eliot had attempted to take the dog back to the shelter again, yesterday, netting himself looks ranging from bemused to suspicious from the shelter staff -- save for one woman, who merely gave the puppy a knowing look and said "One of those, is she?" and proceeded to attempt to give Eliot a stack of coupons for dog supplies and microchipping.
He'd inspected the cage area they kept the puppy in for holes or other weaknesses and walked away secure in the knowledge that the facility was solid, but couldn't quite bring himself to be surprised when, upon coming home from checking in at Luke's after the power went out, he found the dog sitting on his front stoop again, this time with an old fashioned valentine in her mouth.
He was living in a town where fireplaces spontaneously appeared when the power went out. Of course there were escape artist dogs here, too.
"I can't keep you," he warned her as he opened the door and let her in (there was a blizzard going on, he wasn't evil). "I'm serious about that."
The dog yipped around the valentine and made a beeline for his leather chair again. Eliot sighed, kicked the snow off his boots, and followed after.
[ooc: can be open, should anyone have a reason to stop by]
And then yelled downstairs, "SNOW!"
Eliot sighed and hoped it wouldn't pee on his chair. "WIPE YOUR BOOTS BEFORE YOU COME DOWN!"
"PUPPY!" Things that make Parker happy: Fuzzy animals and snow. "Does the weather do this all the time? And did you know there's a magic fireplace at my place now?"
The puppy bounced on the chair and tried to scrabble up onto the back of it so as to be in an even more convenient place for all the pettings! Eliot winced every time her little puppy claws caught on a seam.
Well. At least she wasn't chewing on it.
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Someone had been catching up on his Mister What adventures while left alone.
Parker had no real idea either.
The puppy decided that meant she should jump up in his lap and make herself comfortable.
"I'm startin' to think Hardison's been spendin' too much time alone, these days."
It was a little skeezy, sure, but there really were usually more women out and about who were open to being hit on on Valentine's Day than other days of the year.