Are you kidding, sweetheart? I've had dreams like this. Really, really good dreams. Though again with the.. usually wearing less underneath it.

[ Still angled up against the doorframe, he rubs his chin thoughtfully. ]

Okay. [ He holds a hand out, palm up. A mute gesture to request that she brings the leash over to him, because there's no way he could possibly walk the three steps to the counter to retrieve it. ]