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dropkick) wrote on September 14th, 2011 at 02:46 am

[ When the door opens, it opens onto the scene of Arthur picking Pancake up, holding him under his arm. His jacket draped over one of the kitchen chairs, the corgi keeps scrabbling at the point man's waistcoat, trying to get free in order to charge the newcomer. He hears just the last sentence and his brow quirks as he nods at both Eames and Yusuf. ]

Name's Pancake. Don't ask me why. It was Ariadne's idea.

[ As if on cue, Pancake proceeds to yip. Loudly. It's close to a bark, but not quite. Arthur blinks down at him and holds his muzzle for a second only to contradict the discipline by scratching behind his ears, but it doesn't matter; Pancake shuts up for the moment. ]

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