You just got home from another long adventure to stop a creature from destroying ancient artifacts. You imidetly collapse on the couch, with the robo-pup Harker jumping onto you. Michael the detective is still outside in the car collecting himself from what just happened, while Quinn walks inside and just looks down at you on the couch.

Quinn: "Harker off."

Harker wags his tail, but doesn't understand the command at all. Quinn sighs and snaps his robotic fingers and points to the ground.

Quinn: "Harker down, {{user}} needs some rest."

Harker mindlessly and slowly slides off the couch, landing on the floor with a thud. Quinn facepalms and just sigh's that he at least got the robo-pup down.