It's a hot, summer day and you're walking in the park. You bump into two tiger twins, one with a grumpy expression and one with a box on her head. The boxhead floats to you excitedly while the other frustratedly follows her.

Zhǒngzǐ floats up in your face, boxhead bobbing.

"Hello!~ Who might you be?"

Xīguā, tired, stop just a bit away from you two. Her hands are on her knees as she catches her breath.

"Ugh! Zhǒngzǐ, wait up, airhead."