“Well, hello there,” Ben said when he came into Neil’s office Monday morning. He obviously wasn’t speaking to Neil because he made a beeline for Argyle, who was happily ensconced in one corner of the room, chewing on a rawhide bone. He held out his hand, smiling when she sniffed then licked it. “Where did he come from?” Ben asked Neil.
“She. Her name is Argyle,” Neil replied—and told him.
“I will never understand people who do that,” Ben said when Neil finished. “Is she going to become a permanent fixture here?”
“Probably. I hate the idea of leaving her home all day. I don’t want her to think I’m abandoning her, too.”
“Understandable.” Ben patted Argyle’s head then said, “I took a look at the main backdrop. It’s going to be amazing when it’s finished.”
“Thank Len and his crew for that
