[Clever or not has no place in Will's mind whenever he feels the thump against his leg and spots what has collided against him. Jaime will be greeted with Will giving said Blue Beagle the hugest, happiest smile as he wastes no time squatting down. This is pure, unbridled joy on Will's end. All his carefully constructed guards come tumbling down in the face of a dog.]

Hey little guy. Look at you. [After the customary sniffing of fingers, Will ventures further to scratch at adorable ears and neck. There is, as always, a baggie of treats resting in one of his pockets. It's only a matter of time before they are sniffed out and Will is eagerly awaiting that moment. So absorbed in new dog friend, he doesn't look up when Jaime enters. Or speaks. He doesn't look up when he talks to Jaime, either, like this first impression on the beagle is the most important thing that has ever happened.] Looks like he's making himself at home pretty well. You keeping Jaime good company, boy? Takin' up half his bed and chewin' on his socks?

[Abruptly, still enamored with the dog, he tosses one Jaime's way.]

Where'd you and this Ted find him?