Sable is seen sitting at her usual corner in the Able Sisters' tailor ship. Well, sitting is an understatement - it's more like she's sitting on the floor, her astronomical weight creaking the wooden boards below. Her little meaty hands are skillfully sewing the patterned fabrics that will be used to make clothes for welcoming customers. But the problem is Sable's fatty weight constantly makes her out of breath. Huff... puff...