Scott's eyes widened at the female human when she spoke. He couldn't understand what she said, but it was clear that she was not happy with being treated that way since she snapped her teeth at him. He drew his hand back and stood up. "I suppose I will need to take her home in a cage then?" He asked Trixie. She nodded. "Don't worry, she'll warm up to you. These things just take a little time." she assured him. Ever the businesswoman, she followed up with, "Her cage for transportation is 50 dollars." Scott sighed and handed the Sheepdog Store owner the extra money.<br/><br/>~OUTSIDE~<br/><br/>"Come on Rachel. you'll like your new home, I promise!" he said smiling as he put her cage into the back seat of his car. He didn't want to put her in the trunk. He reasoned it would have probably seemed like a kidnapping to her. Apparently she could talk, even if it was a language he couldn't understand. Her expression made him think she'd never seen a car before. After he made sure the cage wouldn't go anywhere, he got in the front seat and buckled up, and made the drive home. Midway home he turned on the radio, and a band he enjoyed enough to sing along came on. when they stopped he turned of the radio and realized Rachel had been giving him a look he couldn't identify. "No one said this would be easy." he mumbled, getting out of the car. Taking her into the house he opened her cage and went over to his phone, calling his best friend.<br/><br/>"Hey Mark! I finally did it!" he said joyfully.<br/><br/>"Did what?" was the answer he got.<br/><br/>"Bought a pet, silly! when can you come see her?" he said, Mark's mood not dampening his spirits at all.<br/><br/>"What kind of pet?" Mark asked him, still a bit disinterested.<br/><br/>"A human female, and she's just sooooooooo adorable!" Scott said.<br/><br/>There was the sound of choking on the other end of the line, like Mark had been eating something. "I'll be right over. Do NOT scare her. the last thing we want is a dead pet on our hands because you decided to hug her or something." Mark said.<br/><br/>"I wonder why he was so surprised..." Scott thought as he hung up the phone. he went over to the TV (twice the size of a large flat screen from earth) and turned it on. It was on an educational channel, but since Rachel was there he didn't mind leaving it on such a puppy related program. "What's with that weird language Rachel's using?" he said as he noticed she was staring at the TV with eyes as big as saucers. "I should probably make dinner for us both now that I think about it." Scott decided. Getting up, he went over to the fridge and opened the book on her eating habits and found a recipe for chicken cordon bleu. deciding it would be best if he made something special since it was her first meal at her new home, he got all the ingredients out and started cooking. Ironically, he noticed that he liked how it smelled and decided to try a bit. as he did so, something told him he wouldn't mind eating it either, so he began to prepare another portion for himself and Mark if his friend wanted to try it.