It was a new day dawns on Scarland. New guests rush in, others waking in their themed hotel rooms. The streets of Scarland slowly come alive with laughter and cheerful conversations. Queen Jellie's castle stands tall as the centerpiece. Scar yawns, stretching his arms, and promptly says good morning to every inanimate object he sees. "Good morning, good morning. Oh! Good morning Jellie!" Scar said to a tabby cat with a soft grey and white coat rubs against his chest.