[Sam has acquired a large number of puppies and seems much more concerned with them than with the lack of colour in everything. Because look, puppies.
There's a group of them following him around when he steps outside, with one of them, the neewfoundland pup he's called Five, sticking close to him while the others play (Three, predictably, is a show-off.).
One of the puppies yaps and bolts off towards Billy's dog, and Sam chases after it.]
Hey! come back! You can't- Oh god, I'm sorry. They're not... not very well trained yet.
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There's a group of them following him around when he steps outside, with one of them, the neewfoundland pup he's called Five, sticking close to him while the others play (Three, predictably, is a show-off.).
One of the puppies yaps and bolts off towards Billy's dog, and Sam chases after it.]
Hey! come back! You can't- Oh god, I'm sorry. They're not... not very well trained yet.