Pluto: Pardon me, miss...could you please get me one of those jars behind you?
Alien girl: ...huh? Oh, yeah, of course!
Pluto: Thank you. You know, I think your dog is going to pull through.
Alien girl: Oh, I hope so - wait...
Alien girl: I didn't tell you my dog was sick!
Pluto: Be not afraid, my dear - and thank you again.
* * *
(Click to enlarge, by the way.) Pluto was inspired by an encounter I had while working at Barnes & Noble with an almost angelically sweet and fragile-seeming old man, who I am still not convinced was not some sort of ascended being who happened to be in need of some greeting cards that day. In-universe, Pluto is Persephone's alter-self - they are one being, even though their appearances and personalities differ. Pluto is Persephone's field agent, serving to "onboard" the people she ends up helping. Though he takes his primary orders from her mandate, Pluto will also intake "clients" who he personally believes to be worthy, as seen here. Even though Persephone seems to aid her "clients" fairly soon after their encounter with Pluto, from her perspective there are often many years or even decades separating Pluto's intake from her arrival in the client's timeline. Occasionally this causes miscommunications with the client that complicate her efforts to help them.
My sources inform me that bleenut butter tastes like a very earthy raspberry jam. Apparently, Chamky's brand isn't very good, but it'll do in a pinch.