[Gabriel tried not to snort- really, he made a valiant effort not to even show the faintest flicker of amusement, but a small smirk managed to break out. He tipped over the hamper and hauled the puppy up into his arms, letting her sniff him.] You're a bossy lady, Jinxie. All you have to do is treat the dog like you do your kids in the theater... Fewer hexes though. She'll listen. [He looks the dog right in the eye.] Won't you?