Giving Starley one last pet, she allowed the grump to jump from her arms to the floor and leant her back against the workbench. Her backside was bound to be covered in dust and grime now seeing as the spot she chose was one of her more common spots to work. Oh well, it wouldn't be the first (or last) time she had to charm her clothes clean.

"You're never a pest!" Penny insisted. They had had this exact conversation countless times over the years and he still doubted that. Their friendship surpassed any other relationship in her life, so much so that she forced their cook to maintain a kosher kitchen for him. Nemo always had a place with her, forever and always.

She stepped forward and lightly squeezed his forearm. "You're Nemo, my best friend, and you're always welcome here to eat."