Do as he says

"Heel!" Bruce says, and you do so. "Good boy! I'm going to name you...Baby!"

This is so humiliating.

But you swallow your pride, and say nothing.

"Does Baby want a treat?" Bruce says, smiling condescendingly as he kneels down next to you.

"Ye-" you start, but you stop as you see Bruce's smile change to a growl. He returns to a smile as you shut up.

"Good puppy," he laughs. "No barking when we're out and about. Hey, Rover?" he says as he turns to the drunk.

"Yeah?" the drunk slurs.

"You want your bitch to have a new litter, right?"

"Uh...yeah, I guess," he says, clearly not paying much attention.

"Well, I think Baby here needs positive reinforcement over punishment. And...if he's good...maybe he could breed your bitch."

"Well, Baby?" he says, turning back to you. "Will you be a good pet, to get a taste of that sweet treat over there?"