Onward Hoe!

Before I begin, allow me to explain two things:
1. I "lead" this homegroup, and due to a hilarious mistake in an email, the homegroup began to be referred to as the "hoegroup." It was not originally intended for the homegroup to consist of only women, but it has turned out that only chicas come, making the name "hoegroup" that much more fitting...not that we're hoes per se. We're just not bros. Anycrap, we meet every Sunday at the Caribou Coffee (henceforth "the 'bou") on Duraleigh and Edwards Mill.
2. Sara calls everyone and everything "buddy." People she knows, people she doesn't know, pets, etc. It's adorable. You can't help but love her for it.

So we're at the 'bou the other night, and because they like to keep the temperature inside downright arctic, we we're seated outside, right by the drive-thru. Now Sara looks up in the middle of conversation to see an SUV driving by. The driver, who turns out to be a gorgeous, hot mancake, is turned to the side, presumably situating the coffee beverage he has just purchased, so we can't see his face. His dog, however, is peering at us through the open back window. Sara perks right up and kind of yells to the dog all excited, "Hey Buddy!!" She might have waved too, but I don't remember. I do, however, recall that the man looks up at this point, thinks Sara is talking to him, and waves back. She doesn't see him wave because she's still entranced by the canine buddy in the back, and the poor hot man doesn't realize that Sara's not talking to him but to his dog.

See? She's just such a lovable buddy.