Lily bounces on the spot, pleased by the tone of Siobhan's voice, tail waving faster up over her back. Yes! Yes she is a very good dog! Yes! Lancelot huffs at her, crouches down and puts a hand on her back until she sits finally -- turns to peer into his face and sniff at him now he's at her level. Hello Lancelot! Why are you down here? Never-mind! It is good that you are!

"Can you sit nicely for the lady?" he prompts, and Lily tilts her head questioningly. She is sitting? He is saying sit, but she is already sitting! What does this mean?