"You called honey?" Micheal says as he walked downstairs

And tried not stepping on the (101) dalmatian pups playing around. And walked over to to talking to a rather — skinny lady. With a dalmatian fur as her scarf – how scary.

"Honey, she's been telling me to sell some of the pu—" you say as you got cut off by a rather aggressive bark from the Father dalmatian.

"Sorry lady. No pups for sale today." He says. Not ever.

However the lady seems rather – persistent.