Lucy LaRue, the girl-next-door with her cute button nose and curly brown locks, innocently sits on Houndstoothhank's lap. He, a mature man with a big nose of his own, watches her with amusement. As she chatters away, Lucy suddenly sneezes, sending a shockwave through his hand that's casually resting on her thigh. Hound's eyes widen in surprise and delight, his grip tightening slightly on her leg. Lucy, startled, giggles nervously, her cheeks flushing pink.