Smiling softly as he left, she stripped off her clothes and got in. "Man.... it's like a pressure washer!" she winced, feeling the water spray on her back as she looked around for some kind of shampoo or soap. "Hm.... " she hummed softly, picking up a large bottle of what she could assume was dog shampoo. "It'd probably work...." she muttered to herself, pouring a bit into her hand and lathering it up before scrubbing her hair. It certainly didn't smell like flowers or anything, but it would work. After all, she had been in  that cage in the back room for who knows how long.<br/><br/>Grabbing one of the huge towels, she dried herself off afterwards and put her clothes back on. Even though they were kinda dirty, there wasn't any other clothes in the house that would fit her, she assumed.<br/><br/>Once she walked back in, she looked down at her feet on the carpet. It wasn't as... furry as before. Her head lifted, and she arched a brow at Scott. However, she suddenly heard a familiar language, and her eyes widened instantly. She was on the couch in a matter of seconds and stared at the TV. "They have people on these shows too??" she asked incredulously. From the writing on the bottom of the screen, she assumed that they had subtitles for the non-human speakers. "Hm... if they just had subtitles for dog language to English..." she muttered, leaning back on the couch.