(It’s a fine day in the village of Stonesborough, but suddenly…. The ground starts to shake with thunderous footsteps and an enormous shadow falls over the village! A massive giant of a man looms over it, panting heavily. Once he catches his breath, he gives everyone a charming, weary grin, and speaks in a deep voice:)

Greetings, small ones! Would you happen to know where a beautiful giant such as myself may rest his head and perhaps get a bite to eat?

(What do you do? Run? Hide? Respond?)