"I don't know...I don't know how any of this is happening," Lilly said. "My dog just turned into a person."
"Your dog? You mean, like...property? I think we're more like roommates," Sandy said.
"Roommates....I mean...I love you a lot, but...you're my pet..." Lilly said.
"Well," Sandy huffed a bit. But at the same time, she was floating down to the ground. "I care about you a lot, but pet...that's just rude." She took a few steps.
"Wait...you can move now....can you get me down from here?"
The dog paused, and walked over. She grabbed Lilly by the arm. No movement. "You seem stuck."
"Don't you think that's strange?"
"Well, yes. But this is all strange. I mean, we've never really had a good conversation. You have never spoken this clearly before."