Overhearing this, Wynter, who hadn't ventured far, glanced back at Glenda and questioned, “Who's asking for a puppy?"

"Mrs. Johnston," Glenda answered.

"I'll handle this. You might not be sure about the appropriate breed of the dog."

Since Wynter had been performing well, Glenda agreed, “Thank you."

Wynter turned around and walked on with a smile.