[ Diefenbaker barked his affirmative 'Yes boss!' bark, and now it was Fraser's turn to chide his other best friend, shifting over in his seat so that he could look between them at the wolf in the back. He adopted a punishing tone. ]

Less of that. This situation is already sensitive enough without you encouraging him, and you have a duty to perform. [ Diefenbaker moved over to the left hand side of the car, stuck his nose through the space behind Ray's seat and licked at his cheek and ear. ] Oh, I see. So this is a question of loyalty, and has absolutely nothing to do with baseballs and doughnuts? I can't believe you.

Woof! Rar-raoooo-ra-woof!

[ A normal person might have worried about Ray's ability to drive despite the distraction of a wolf making out with his ear, but Fraser wasn't a normal person with normal person concerns. Instead he sat back in his seat with an unnaturally human huff, and folded his arms defensively across his chest. ]

Well I mean--that's entirely unreasonable. I refuse to be spoken to like that. [ He added, under his breath: ] Disloyal, as though he's one to talk.

[ It was always a pantomime with them. That Diefenbaker was in many ways representative of a part of himself he otherwise refused to allow to surface - emotional, selfish, prone to excess - was neither here nor there. While Fraser had to be the one who supported and loved both his friends equally, Diefenbaker could prank and pick sides, and he had clearly chosen Ray Kowalski.

So perhaps Fraser had, too. ]

It's the next left.