She's completely shaken from her daze by the barking. She's seen so few dogs here who weren't--what was his name? The Kennel Master? Well, few dogs other than those affiliated with him.

Tinya's eager to meet the dog. She may be a cat person, but she can appreciate dogs, too. And she smiles as the dog came into view, clearly aiming for her shoes, black boots which used to be called combat boots, a contrast to the simple slip-dress she'd been wearing with no coat.

"Awww, is that its name? Magnet? He's adorable!"

And the last of the butterfly's influence leaves her.