"That spotty fellow you've got there is D. Short for Dog. Because-- it's a naming scheme which Steve thought was funny, because of my name," B explains a bit sheepishly, while D happily snuffles at Will's hand and then ducks under his whole arm, up against his knees, begging for those all-important pets. "This lady up here--" What looks like a mix between a goldie, a border collie, and maybe a husky. "--is Libby. Short for Liberty, again because Steve thought it was funny."

He gestures in Will's direction, and Libby hops off the couch to come say hello, too.