The dogs, for the most part, are out elsewhere to give Zee room in his office but on this particular day when Togusa visits the german shepherd happens to be curled up on the couch watching his owner putter around with who knows what. The door's open enough and Togusa can see the stack of cardboard boxes around the office, the sign of someone still unpacking, but Zee hears his name and turns his eyes toward the door.

"Mr. Togusa." It's polite and there's a hint of a grin, but he can't quite help but wonder what he's about to be questioned on now. He's always known Togusa to ask a lot of questions and want answers, but he doesn't seem put out. "I definitely have more than a minute. Come on in. And shouldn't I be asking how you're doing? I'm not the one who was in the hospital."

Almost immediately after, he drops what's in his hands (a map, from the looks of it) and moves to clear off space in a chair. "Have a seat." He would offer the couch...but yeah, he's not moving his dog. Sorry man.