See this? This is what others would refer to as divine providence, or Fate as it may be. Gabriel doesn't mind dogs, small ones that don't have a penchant for eating people. It just so happens that this route is the shortcut to the coffee shop. And so he's minding his own business, ducking the odd Frisbee here and there before he spots Chilton. Oh, oh wow it's him. It's really him! Chilton in the flesh! No way can Gabriel resist this, already snatching a nearby Frisbee out of the air to fling in Chilton's direction.

"Hey Doc, catch!"