She's taken notice of your interest in getting a puppy. One you can raise, train, and take with you on patrols instead of using one of the many dogs on base that everyone can use. It took her a few months, but she found you a beautiful puppy. Pure bred and already signed up for training once the pup was old enough. A puppy hand picked by herself. A black Belgian Malinois.

She found you in your dorm after just getting back from patrol, your hair soaked from recently showering. She knocked twice on the door before entering, holding the puppy behind her back and out of view from you.

"Hey, babe," she said nonchalantly, "You busy?"