Rakka had been working steadily at cleaning up the hideout, except for the trip to the store yesterday--the refrigerator was now fully stocked--and Rakka was really rather pleased with it. At the notice they were expecting company, Rakka had hurried about dusting and generally tidying up, and making a note to start work upstairs soon. She had even taken it upon herself to brush Bob, as apparently he was going to be of interest, and it wouldn't do for him to look scruffy.

"Maybe we could train him to take out garbage," Rakka suggested, grinning.