[ she flashes him a quick grin with a side of teasing in it, brow furrowing in feigned confusion while she shakes her head; she hasn't the faintest idea what or who you could be referring to, frank. he gently pulls away from her and her hands fall to her hips, a natural pose for her to assume while she's looking down at both puppy and newly minted owner as the former does a thorough job of exploring with the use of her nose and the latter seems to be studying her with the intention of finding something to base a name on.
it's a silence only broken by the sound of the puppy's tag jingling on the collar she wears, the one that mentions returning her to frank if found, and it's something wynonna doesn't move to fill with more words, both eyebrows rising when he finally poses a suggestion at her. ]
As in Humphrey? [ because that's the first reference her mind goes to, considering his favorite movie and the fact that it's actually a tie between two. ] I like it. Gender-neutral names are very on brand these days.
[ if his beard would allow, he might have even flushed a little at how fast it'd been for her to pin down the source of the name. if only because there's an air of predictability to it for what she's learned about him, for something that actually draws on back to a detail she'd been spoiled with upon their first unintentional meeting. ]
Yeah, yeah, as in Humphrey. [ at least she isn't calling him out on it.
but he smiles a little when she gives her own affirmation, peering up at her briefly with soft eyes in silent appreciation before he focuses back in on the energetic puppy going circles towards anything she can get her nose on.
he raises his voice, not sternly but louder for it to cross the room, ] Hey, Bogie!
[ the truth is, he's got her pretty well-pegged too, those seemingly insignificant bits of trivia they'd exchanged over a table while other details had been removed from their perception now holding new weight between them. it's rare that she has so much of a glimpse into anyone right from the start, but the answers he'd given her had somehow exposed more than he'd intended them to, to say nothing of her own honest confessions about why a certain movie starring judy garland holds so much personal meaning for her.
and it is a cute name, considering the potential double meaning behind it; the puppy seems content on living up to the other one as she zooms around the house, tiny claws scraping against the weathered hardwood as she tries to avoid crashing into the furniture, but the sound of frank's voice sends both ears perking up almost instantly before she trots over to both of them, tail wagging in expectation.
wynonna voices a soft huh of surprise, crouching down to frank's level and extending a hand to try and steal a few scratches behind those attentive ears. ] Looks like she's into it, too.
[ it shouldn't even come as much of a surprise that the name comes as one of his ideas, since upon closer inspection, with perhaps a bit of a slight shave on that beard to bring it closer to a shorter scruff, he could pull off looking a bit like the namesake himself. fitting that the small dog now placed under frank's care would be deemed a miniature version of that shared resemblance (since frank could be considered part-pitbull himself sometimes).
but there's a bit of something warm when she comes sprinting across the wood, circling her way back to him, either because being called in itself is enough to get her running back or there's a shared comfort in the name. either way, frank looks far too proud when he joins wynonna in offering scratching affection against that fur. ]
Guess that's that, then. Gotta get that on the collar. [ which would brand all of this even more official than he might have bargained for. yet, he does little to fight it now. ]
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[ she flashes him a quick grin with a side of teasing in it, brow furrowing in feigned confusion while she shakes her head; she hasn't the faintest idea what or who you could be referring to, frank. he gently pulls away from her and her hands fall to her hips, a natural pose for her to assume while she's looking down at both puppy and newly minted owner as the former does a thorough job of exploring with the use of her nose and the latter seems to be studying her with the intention of finding something to base a name on.
it's a silence only broken by the sound of the puppy's tag jingling on the collar she wears, the one that mentions returning her to frank if found, and it's something wynonna doesn't move to fill with more words, both eyebrows rising when he finally poses a suggestion at her. ]
As in Humphrey? [ because that's the first reference her mind goes to, considering his favorite movie and the fact that it's actually a tie between two. ] I like it. Gender-neutral names are very on brand these days.
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Yeah, yeah, as in Humphrey. [ at least she isn't calling him out on it.
but he smiles a little when she gives her own affirmation, peering up at her briefly with soft eyes in silent appreciation before he focuses back in on the energetic puppy going circles towards anything she can get her nose on.
he raises his voice, not sternly but louder for it to cross the room, ] Hey, Bogie!
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and it is a cute name, considering the potential double meaning behind it; the puppy seems content on living up to the other one as she zooms around the house, tiny claws scraping against the weathered hardwood as she tries to avoid crashing into the furniture, but the sound of frank's voice sends both ears perking up almost instantly before she trots over to both of them, tail wagging in expectation.
wynonna voices a soft huh of surprise, crouching down to frank's level and extending a hand to try and steal a few scratches behind those attentive ears. ] Looks like she's into it, too.
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but there's a bit of something warm when she comes sprinting across the wood, circling her way back to him, either because being called in itself is enough to get her running back or there's a shared comfort in the name. either way, frank looks far too proud when he joins wynonna in offering scratching affection against that fur. ]
Guess that's that, then. Gotta get that on the collar. [ which would brand all of this even more official than he might have bargained for. yet, he does little to fight it now. ]