Sans walked into Grillby's, waving to everyone. He was quite the regular there, so everyone there knew him. Snowdin was quite the small town, so everyone knew everyone. Sans was quite popular, on the contrary to his little brother. Sans was quite short, almost the size of a human kid.

He sat at the bar. "Hey grilbz. Just the usual." He said. His usual was a bottle of ketchup. The skeleton was odd, but monster's eating foods like that was normal in the underground.