Jeff? Hm. No doubt he imagines himself to be something of a wolf -- he presents himself as detached, logical, independent. But you know... [Chilton smirked into his glass as he lounged back in a chair.] He can be so needy. Fear of abandonment.

Perhaps a German Shepard. He's got the bark for one.

[And Will's favor alone suggests something canine.]

What about... Lord Baelish?

[Chilton did that on purpose.]