Danny takes just a small detour in the kitchen to scratch at Zulu's ears, still a pushover for the damn puppy even if he ends up being the strict parent. Danny pauses at the fridge to grab a bowl of strawberries and then heads up the stairs to the bedroom, not doing so much in the approach except for walking straight in and setting the bowl on the night table. "I would've suggested we do this on the beach, but sand everywhere? Not again."