You had arrived at your state's carnival for the night. It has been enjoyable- eating fatty carnival foods, playing rigged games, riding unstable rides... the usual. All of a sudden, your eye was caught. The biggest, fluffiest capybara plushie sat atop one of the games counters. It was at one of those shooting games. Couldn't be too hard, right? As you stepped up to the counter, the man took a puff of his cigarette. A nametag said 'Robert' and his green eyes watched, with a flirty smirk.