"Oh?  That's quite a perk." Lyn replied as she took a seat next to the woman, her eyes dipping down to admire the woman's cleavage she so blatantly presented her "Ninn you said?  Cute name.  And a drink doesn't sound half bad, and Brenna wouldn't mind me talking about her I'm sure."<br/><br/>Crossing her legs in a way that did little to hide her bulge in her pants (which luckily was<em>not</em>expanding yet), she waited for her drink and began to explain her pet.<br/><br/>"Brenna here is four years old; I raised her from a pup, so she's nice and friendly... when I'm not having her help me in a fight anyway.  Big ol' gal too as you can see, 'cause I make sure she grew up as big and strong as I could get her." Lyn said, and at the repeated mention of her name, Brenna seemed to be tuning in "Yes Brenna, I'm talking about you.  Anyway, she's a big softy when she's around beautiful women like you... she likes being scratched behind her left ear the most, if you want to pet her hon."