Off to a local tavern

You tug on the leash, forcing your **** pet along towards a building just around the corner, with a small rooflike structure jutting out a few feet from the facade, supported by wooden pillars. noises and the clinking of glasses is emitting from within. Ignoring the **** huffing behind you, you stroll over towards this tavern, grab a handful of rope from the leash in your hand and starting tying a secure knot around one of the pillars.

The big woman looks around furtively at the street, then back to you. You grin back “sorry dear, I assume they have a no-pets policy so I’m just gonna play it safe and leave you outside for a while. Be the good doggie that you are, I’ll be back.”