"Can I? I mean..." Laurie looks at the puppies at the man's feet. They seem to not mind that the man seems to be the kind of person who is generally not happy with many things. There is one particular puppy that has caught Laurie's eye. It is frolicking and nipping and roughhousing with the other puppies.

It is sort of every young girl's wish to get a puppy at some point in their life (or a pony, whichever came first).

"Yes. I'd love to."