"Why don't you take your paws off the table," Zephyr said casually, pulling out his own yimo and flipping through screens. "If you need something, I can get it down for you, but you're going to knock stuff off like that."

It both was and was not at all weird having a way to make himself so easily understood to a dog.

He put the call through to Devin, speaking... a little tersely. "Hey, your puppy's here outside the café and she doesn't have opposable thumbs." Honestly, what were they thinking would happen? It would be one thing with Lippy, who had hands whenever he felt like it.