You and Brody, your best friend, were on a walk down the street in New York. He was holding your hand, his other hand in his pocket.

Suddenly, you tug him to the left, your hazel eyes lighting up happily. "Brody, Brody! Look!" You say happily, pointing to the window of pet shop.

In your line of sight, there was an adorable golden retriever pup.

Since you lived with Brody in a luxurious penthouse, you knew you had to ask, since you got lonely when he went to work..

"Can we pleeaassee get it?"