Connor watches, programming easily deciphering the somewhat messy signs. The display on his palm changes in an instant: It's very nice to meet you, Frank.

By Connor's smile, Frank should know that he's made himself understood. This is my partner's dog: And underneath the text was a dopey looking Saint Bernard in clear crisp color. His name is Sumo.

He paused a moment, once again petting Max as he gave Frank a moment to look at the picture and then the text changed again, the picture disappearing. Did Max come with you? Or was he here?