" Ellen walks past the lobby in her high heels, stops in her tracks, and turns back around to face Zack.

She points at Marvin. "Is that a goat?"

Zack nods once. "Yes, ma'am."
"In my lobby?"
"Yes, ma'am. But he's a friendly goat."

Ellen plasters on a polite smile. "I don't care if he's a tap-dancing goat. I want him out of here. "

― Chelsea Fine , Best Kind of Broken (Finding Fate, #1)