[Oh, yeah right, lady. Jake was not about to let go of the first real food he'd had in over a month, barking a couple times at the advancing human teenager. That she kind of had a Finn-nature to her was totally beside the point.]
Bat-oft-rady! [He growls, words garbled around the sack of potatoes held tight in his teeth.] Hinders-eepers!
i'm.... she's so good.
Bat-oft-rady! [He growls, words garbled around the sack of potatoes held tight in his teeth.] Hinders-eepers!