No sooner had Delilah dangled the treat in the air, she was joined by a slighter older girl. She glanced away from the poodle and gave the girl a smile. "Yeah, of course. Violet, right?" she asked. She'd heard the name mentioned in some of the classes, but they'd never formally met. "I'm Delilah." Just in case she hadn't heard the name mentioned anywhere. Thank Merlin someone had come along to partner up with her. As a first year and someone who still didn't have a ton of friends, the whole partnering-up thing in classes was still a little nerve-racking.

She turned her attention back to the poodle, who was really starting to put on a show. "Oh, look how cute she is!" Delilah exclaimed. She squinted at the dog's tags. There was nothing wrong with Delilah's eyesight, but the puppy was turning and halfway sitting. "Can you read what her collar says?" she asked Violet. Delilah sighed and lowered the treat. "I don't think she's going to actually sit. Maybe we need to start petting her or something..." Delilah bent her legs at the knees and clapped her hands against her thighs. "Come here, girl!" She reached out a hand as if to silently ask for permission to pet her (you know, without getting bit or snapped at).