"You can all help yourselves," Lucas says, gesturing to the food. "Except you, Boney."

The dog in question is nosing around for scraps, sniffing at Ben and looking hopeful for something to munch on.

"Boney, this is Mister Ben," he says, bringing some dog food for him.

Boney sniffs and softly licks a bit in greeting before his attention goes to his food bowl and he's up on his hind legs for it. Lucas puts it down for him in a corner and he happily begins scarfing it down, tail wagging.