EE's chihuahua sauntered into the study and laid her head on the only part within reach--his bare foot.
"Sorry, Grisha, I'm on deadline. This ms for Village of Forever could be worth six million dollars. Easy."
Grisha dribbled hopefully on his bare toes.
Stretching his arm out, EE almost managed to brush her head with his fingertips. "Picture this, Grish. Playboy billionaire Zeke Car--" Grish snapped at his pinkie. "Ouch! Er, benevolent millionaire--" he hesitated "--er, Zeke Carmichael...?" Grisha licked his big toe. "Okay. Zeke builds a time machine and--" Another snap. "Yowzer! Steals a time machine? Travels back to...er...rescue...er, there's a kidnapper, and Zeke has to rescue the Lindbergh baby--" Snap snap! "Okay, okay, the Lindbergh dog, from its--ouch! her? captors? That good by you?"