"Maaaaybe a few," Dinah said pending permission of parties puckering up. "You'll see when you come visit! And he's not a trained killer-- well." She paused. "He fights monsters? Back at his home? Called lurkers. They kind of look like a cross between a gorilla and a frog." Dinah tilted her head. "Maybe it's too soon to say for sure, though. It was just one kiss? But. It was really nice." She'd gotten enough used to the idea that she wasn't bibbling it at a high-speed whisper now, though. "His name's Jak. Just Jak. From Sandover. Oh! And a giant robot!"