[ Naomi blinks at the gesture, sways slightly as she processes his meaning. Oh. ]

...that is how that sounded, hm? No, no, not quite. I don't think I'm qualified to take him on my own, but. I'd still like a bit of a visit, if you don't mind?

[ Just... with Frank chaperoning. She's not sure what she could possibly do if she were alone with Max and he decided he were unhappy about something. He's a big dog, and smart and knows commands but not from her. ]

Please?

[ Meanwhile, Max is nosing her leg now, wanting attention. Right. That was the point, too, sorry pup. She seems to realize very suddenly that she's defeating her own purpose, and kneels right there in the doorway to pet Max.

Help, Frank, this woman is plastered. ]