DYLAN & DANTE GET CLOSE!

Dylan's sitting on the deck bench in the back.  It's relatively mild out there so he's enjoying himself.

 At first he seems totally unaware that Dante is just beneath him.

 His usually sensitive sensors just haven't picked that up.

Then a quite odiferous but familiar scent assaults his nose.

"Oops, sorry!" says Dante (who has just broken wind).

Little wonder they say familiarity breeds contempt.