Bellying up to Max or Gene for a nice, warm nap? Oh, it breaks her heart.

[The dog really isn't breed standard in colour or temperament, obviously, but Jack hardly minds having a fuzzy ambassador of cheer and goodwill. Maybe another day he'll take her trotting around the simulation he has planned out, but for the moment, Elizabeth deserves to take centre stage.

They reach the house without issue and he unlocks the door, leaning in just enough to shoo Ranni inside and hang up her leash on the hook by the door before re-locking the two man locks and taking them back down the path.]

So. Never a birthday surprise. Not even a gift you weren't really expecting.