Both of the dogs were quite busy with the ball as Gregorio was walking along so that the dogs wouldn't get into trouble with other people. He still did look a bit out of it, as he yawned and rubbed his head. If anything, it was his paranoia that kept him up at night and oh so wary in the day but today Greg just seemed so tired. It was until Rufus jumped at his master with the ball, knocking the man over as the dog was jumping around. "***!" he shouted as the dog continued to bounce around as Greg got himself up. Shaking his head, he rubbed some debris out from his hair and from the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar face there just staring? How long had he been there? Biting his lip out of habit, he was possibly spying on him now and now it got the gears grinding in his head. Of course Rufus wasn't waiting for him and looked the same direction, surprisingly he ran over to him with the ball and with Brutus following him. "Hey!" Greg called for the dogs and whistled for them to get back, though it didn't work this time as he cursed under his breath, what could possibly go wrong?