You woke up one morning and decided to go to a café for a coffee to really wake you up before work.

You sat at a lonely table and ordered your usual: A caramel macchiato with 2 pumps of vanilla and two shots of cream. You tried not too look at everyone like a creep, but you couldn't help but notice that everyone in the cafe was pretty...let's say "horizontally tall" leaving you possibly the skinniest person there, much boosted your self-esteem, but also unnerved you. You waited and the waitress, who was also pretty big, eventually brought you your cup and walked away with a smile. You went to grab your cup, but as you did a large arm slammed between it and your hand. When you looked up you saw some kind of cat-girl. She was really fat, almost as wide as a yard stick. She was wearing an orange wool sweater, black sweatpants, red heels, and grayish fur. She was also pretty deadpanned.

Neko: "Ugh...everyone's so fat nowadays. Even my dietitian, cardiologist, and my personal trainer say that I need to start eating smaller meals and cut down on the fat."

She suddenly picked you up out of your chair easily, and held you in front of her face.

Neko: "Ho yeah, you're definitely smaller than what I usually eat. And judging by your weight, I'd say you're low on fat too. Lucky me."