( the face she makes when she sees how bad his hair is... is probably worse than if she'd seen something gory. immediately, she steps away, because ew — but she keeps her hold on the leash, at least, because that's what it's here for. )

Dunno what you're talking about, and I don't care! Also, if you don't wash your hair properly, I'm cutting it off! It's gross. ( just so he knows.

huffing when she's patted, she goes back to sitting on the table with the snacks, shrugging her shoulders at his suggestion. )

My survival tip is "don't die." What else is there? ( and back to the food he'd laid out on it, snacking on the dried fruit with one hand while the other keeps a hold of the leash. ) If you've got any legit tips, I'll listen. C'mon, share with the class, if you're such an expert.