He looked at her like he'd seen a ghost almost. She rose a brow at him as he stared, and subconsciously leaned herself back from him. When he openly admitted to staring, she blinked. Either he'd been surprised somehow or he'd really been staring hard. Either way, her cheeks turned just a little pink. Sheesh, men were weird. She smiled after a moment, though, reaching for the leash to ring him up.

"Of course you can buy it, sir." She paused when he asked about the dog. "Oh." Her expression saddened slightly. "Well.. We'll hopefully adopt him out to a good home once he's healed up." She managed another small smile before beginning to ring up the price. 

[i]If he even makes it. I hate when this happens. Every time one of the animals die...[/i] Her thoughts trailed off for a moment. [i]Ugh. I just... I wish I could have helped more. I hope he gets better. No animal deserves to die like that.[/i]

Once the leash was put in a bag, she slid it over the counter to him. "That'll be ten dollars." She smiled. "So, what kind of dog do you have, sir?"