As Wilson took a moment to sign the petition Cash, hearing a familiar voice came dashing back up towards the reception area, yipping excitedly as he danced around Blair's feet.

"Cash, back." Wilson admonished gentle and the little puppy immediately sat on his heels but he wriggled all over as he looked up at Blair.

Turning to exchange the paper for the pill bottle, Wilson read the label then gave the bottle a quick turn of his wrist, counting the number of pills inside before he glanced at Blair.

"These tend to work better when you actually...take them." He pointed out softly, the question of why Blair hadn't hanging in his tone.