Some elves, perhaps, but this one is familiar enough with dogs to recognize when one is being friendly and curious. She stoops to offer her hand for Barkley to sniff, and is briefly captivated by the budding friendship before the other elf calls to her.

"Oh-- I'm not bothered," Fifi says sheepishly, straightening and brushing out her skirts, though her hands still wander toward Barkley's head to pet his face and scratch his ears if in range.