Colin slips an artisanal tea sachet into a mug. Punky looks up at him.
PUNKY: Punky want tea.
COLIN: It's not a treat, Punky. It's not for dogs.
PUNKY: Punky want tea.
COLIN: What would you even do with it? You want to eat the leaves?
PUNKY: I trade you toy.
COLIN: That's a dismembered Smurf head, Punky. I don't want that.
PUNKY: Punky want tea.
COLIN: You gonna lap boiling water from a dog bowl?
PUNKY: Sprinkle on Punky head.
COLIN: Christ.
Colin sprinkles tea on Punky's head. She sneezes.
PUNKY: Punky hate tea.
