Scott watched as Rachel retreated to the bedroom and sighed. "Clara, I swear, if you come back..." he growled at the door. "You will be apologizing to more than just me!"<br/><br/>After a while of doing his own sulking, he decided he should go find out if Rachel was still awake. it turned out she was moping, probably assuming he was mad at her. Scott walked over and knelt down and lay a hand on her shoulder(and upper back from the size of his hands).<br/><br/>"It's ok, Rachel. It wasn't your fault!" he said soothingly. Knowing he wouldn't be understood if he conveyed the next sentence in words, he got more paper and wrote out:<br/><br/>I have a surprise for you. tomorrow is take your pet to work day. I'll bet you could even find some other humans there if you looked!<br/><br/>He wondered if that would lighten her mood as much as it did his, because it was making his tail wag.<br/><br/>Scott looked up at the clock and noticed it was dinnertime by now. "Must have been sulking longer than we thought..." he mused, then picked Rachel up out of her bed, both because he really didn't want her to be sad, and because he knew they were both hungry. In almost ten minutes, he had prepared to the best of his ability a tray of Pizza that was twice the size of her waist in diameter.<br/><br/>"Come on! the book said this was a staple of Ita-lee or something!" he said, cutting out a huge slice.