[Poggio]

A laugh escaped Galvins lips. He was in the mindset to refuse but he did not instead he licked some of the sauce off the ball. He was careful not to touch Ambrosia's flesh. Soon his lips clamped down on the ball pulling it from between the fingers. He laughed triumphantly sitting back in his chair chewing on the bread. "Your a horrible owner." He leaned in close and licked some of the sauce off Ambrosia's fingers. "Your not suppose to feed your pets table scraps."