"Haven't seen or heard from them since that first day you were admitted. And if they'd asked me then, I didn't have anything in place at the time to give them an answer. I wasn't sure if I'd be staying or, if I did, for how long. That and I must've gone to ten different hotels before I finally got a room that would let me keep Pongo in there long after midnight."

However, the fact that Gold had asked particularly about Robin and Marian tickled something in his brain that had been pushed onto the backburner when Gold had his stroke. He looked at Pongo for a moment before looking back to Gold.

"When you started having your stroke, Pongo moved between us and Marian on the stoop and stayed between us until we'd left the apartment complex behind. He was pretty wound up, so I had to give him the signal that I'd drop the leash if I felt threatened. Does this have something to do with that?"