"So, I've kinda done something rash and impulsive."
"What?"
"Well, I think it's best that I show you. It would explain it better."
"Ok."
"I'll send you the photo."
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"So, this is Hetty."
"Hetty?"
"Yes."
"And who owns Hetty?"
"We do."
"You bought a dog?"
"Define 'bought.'"
"You went out and paid for a dog that you then brought home."
"Well, when you put it like that... Yes, I bought a dog."
"Alfie is not going to like having another dog in his territory."
"He looks pretty ok with it."
"He does?"
"Yep. He's letting Hetty sleep on top of him. He's not fussed in the slightest."
"Traitor."
"..."
"You know you're the one training the dog, right? You bought it, you train it and clean up after it."
"Ok, Dad."
"No, don't call me that. Ever. I am not your Dad."
"Daddy."
"Sophie, stop. That's disturbing."
"If you say so... Papa."
"I'm hanging up now."
"But-"
"No, no more talking. I'll see you later when I get home from work."
"And you'll see Hetty."
"And I'll see Hetty."
"And Alfie."
"And Alfie."
"Ok."
"Ok. I love you."
"I love you, too."