[Toriel doesn't need further encouragement to walk into the house. She closes the door behind herself, only to have Black Bart appear. Toriel laughs softly at the Alsatian dancing around her feet. She extends a paw out to gently stroke the dog's head. She's careful with her claws, offering very nice scritches more than likely.] Is he usually this excitable?

[She gives Black Bart one last pet before moving further into the house towards the kitchen. The occupied kitchen table gets a curious peek, but Toriel doesn't pry.] Simple is more than fine, John. I'd be a bit embarrassed if you did something grand for me.