( exertion and heat paint highlights across his own cheeks, expression immediately lighting up when Yuri calls out his greeting. Makkachin gives a wag of his tail, already sniffing around and looking to take a seat in the scant shade thrown by the overhang. Victor glances to his dog, dropping the lead by tossing it to Makkachin. the poodle catches it, wagging his tail again. )

Good boy, Makkachin! No, no, there's no need, you'll just have to haul it in later.

( it's not like the tables live outside after hours. Victor moves to help with the table, winking as he adjusts the offer (jokingly): )

Now if you want to leave a chair out there... ( he laughs, not being serious about that either. he's just fine standing around with his dog, inclined in general to keep Makkachin company after he's chatted Yuri up for a while; when he gets the chance. ) Think I can still get a cup of cool water for Makkachin even if his owner can't keep track of time?

( recognising his name, Makkachin perks up his ears and cants his head to the side. it's picture perfect cute pooch behaviour. )