Dug, not really a morning puppy, wakes with the alarm and does the morning ruotine without much thought. Then heads towards the boardwalk Inn. Quiet this morning, he doesnt say hello to the few people he see's. His thoughts mostly revolving around what sort of breakfast they might be providing for him when he arrives. With a huge yawn, Dug enters the Boardwalk Innkeepers club. His bared teeth briefly mistaken by one of the clerks as menacing, at least until he tells them goodmorning midway through the yawn. He woofs a hello at the other detective folk, grabs a slab of steak delicately in his teeth, then lays down on the floor next to the Archaeologist's feet. He likes this man who smells like earth and the real world. Not like the tiny pixie who's dust makes him sneeze. He happily gnaws on his t-bone steak, surprisingly mess free. a Clerk from the desk brings him a small bowl of water, and even dabs a tiny bit of steak juice from his chin for him. With a smile, the clerk scratches him behind the ears before taking the remains of his very chewed up bone away. The Dog lifts smiling, gentle eyes to the clerk as they leave, and then to the Archeaologist briefly before turning his attention to Yensid. As patiently as possible he waits for the rest of the group to show up. however, being a dog, he is either going to fall asleep, or fidget.... He just cannot figure which it will be yet.