Leon jerks slightly in surprise at the hand on his chest, attention snapping to its owner. It takes him a half-second to register what's been said to him, but to his credit he does look pretty sheepish about the whole thing once it does.

"Sorry," he says, taking another step out of her way this time. He considers just nodding his goodbye and letting her go, but curiosity gets the better of him. "That, uh. Is that your dog?"