Illyria's eyes met the pair staring back at her. This creature was unafraid of her. She was angered and awed by its stoicism.

Cocking her head sidewise, Illyria reached out to study the monster's face. The creature licked at her fingertips. Illyria withdrew her hand in disgust.

"Does the insolence of this world know no bounds?" She demanded.

"I think he found Spike's blood on your finger-wingers," the demon clown cooed at the small beast.

Angel strode through the lobby. "Harmony, unless you can make her stop time when 'Snuggems' needs a walk, keep your dog out of the office."