| Sissel | So Missile, you've really been the star of the show lately. |
| Lynne | Mr. Popular! Just don't let it go to your head. |
| Missile | Don't worry! As long as I have Miss Kamila and you, Miss Lynne, you're all I'll ever need! |
| Lynne | Well, you've certainly been living up to your name, Missile. Ever since the day we met. |
| Sissel | How did you end up living with this critter anyway, Lynne? |
| Missile | "Critter"? What's that supposed to mean?! |
| Lynne | Hmm, let's see... I met this little guy... maybe two years ago now? At Pet Shop Bocci. |
| Missile | I remember! I'd just been born and was only a tiny ball of fluff back then -- I didn't even know my left paw from my right. |
| Lynne | As for me, I'd just joined the police force. My life had totally changed... and I needed a friend. |
| Sissel | A friend? |
| Lynne | Yeah, for Kamila. I was going to be pulling a lot of late nights, and I thought she might get lonely. |
| Sissel | Ah, so that's why you decided to get the little doggie. |
| Lynne | Um, no... not exactly. |
| Sissel | Eh? |
| Lynne | I actually went to look at the birds. They're so small and their voices are so sweet. |
| Missile | Birds are for the birds. Look away for one second and they'll fly right off. |
| Lynne | Fish would've been nice, too. Pretty little tropical fish swimming around in a big aquarium. |
| Missile | Forget about fish. No matter how beautiful they are, you'll get sick of looking at them eventually. |
| Sissel | Careful there, Missile. Your approval rating is tanking. |
| Lynne | In any case, I was convinced a dog was a terrible idea. I wasn't going to be home much, and they have a lot of needs, right? |
| Missile | But think about it! Even when I did bite the hand that feeds me, it brought us closer together! |
| Lynne | That's easy for you to say... Anyway, I completely skipped over all the dogs in the store, as I recall. |
| Sissel | So then... how? How did you end up with this hooligan? |
| Lynne | Kamila fell for him -- hard. This little guy was in his cage, staring at us through its bars with this pitiful look on his face and tears in his eyes. |
| Missile | In my defense, I was a bit desperate. |
| Lynne | The lady at the shop took him out of the cage, and then... |
| Sissel | And then...? |
| Lynne | He suddenly jumped up on my coat, sunk his teeth into the badge on my chest, and tore it off. |
| Sissel | What the...? |
| Missile | Back then, I loved pulling off buttons, and I'd never seen such a big button before... So I went for it! |
| Lynne | That wasn't a button! |
| Missile | I'm sorry, Miss Lynne... I was a bad doggie. |
| Lynne | You left two little bite marks on it. But I wasn't angry -- you just made me sad, because that badge means so much to me. |
| Sissel | So then... how? How did you end up with this ruffian? |
| Missile | Sissel, I've been letting you speak your mind for the last few minutes, but... |
| Lynne | When he saw that I was sad, Missile quietly came over, gave me back my badge, and started licking my hand. |
| Sissel | Oh... |
| Lynne | That's when I realized... even if he couldn't speak, he could still understand what I was feeling. |
| Missile | Miss Lynne... |
| Lynne | Since then, he hasn't once bitten into any of our stuff. |
| Missile | Because I decided then that I would never let anyone or anything make you or Miss Kamila sad, ever again! |
| Sissel | Heh. Even though that was the very first thing you did? |
| Missile | You didn't need to go there, you know! |
