"He's not drunk. He's just eccentric."
“I...I hope not!” In a large blur of yellow mixed with golden hues, Suzy is taking a step back and away from the frantic dog who had paraded around in a blissful game of catch with his owner. “Oppa, I don’t know what I would do with you if you were slipping your dog alcohol to make him drunk. Anyway - Simba looks so much more calm and lazy in all those videos, but now - he’s like a different dog.” Just as if aware that she had been referring to him, the large golden retriever approaches her; toy in hold with a line of drool to fall to the ground. It’s obvious he wants her to throw it and Suzy is hesitant at first. Her eyes cast a glance to Jungshin because of the messy object offered, but she’s left with no chance to take it and quickly toss it as far as she can. Of course her attempt isn’t as impressive as the bassists and immediately she breaks out in laugh as she points at the dog who takes a dive to grab the toy. “It’s like he hasn’t been out in ages!”
