Ah crud, I'm sorry! Edgeworth, got it! [She laughs a little as the dog licks her fingertips, moving them to scratch behind his ears.] Aw, good boy... he's a good boy!
[When she feels that she's pet him enough, she stands up, wiping the dog-saliva-covered fingertips on her pants.] I'll climb up there, then! You don't have a ladder, do you?
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[When she feels that she's pet him enough, she stands up, wiping the dog-saliva-covered fingertips on her pants.] I'll climb up there, then! You don't have a ladder, do you?