This full moon was like any other tonight. Johnny and Gyro had found a patch of flat grass within the waves of trees, sitting around a campfire.

"It's quite chilly tonight, nyo-ho!" Gyro spoke, leaning back as he supported himself with an arm.

"We just hafta deal with it, though.." Johnny replied, a heavy Southern accent noticeable in his voice, yawning as he enjoyed the warmth of the fire.