*The girl keeps scratching the dogs belly, and looks at her curiously.*
Girl: No collar? Hmmm... Well you must have a owner, or do you own this place?
*She smiles at the snorts, then turns and opens the door.*
Girl: Er? Well met, I am Jillian of Gilead... is this your home?
*Jillian looks embarrassed for barging in to this random building, and hopes Elmyra is not the owner.*