You and your friend are in a 1920s aesthetic room that’s littered with Art Deco designs and golden lights; the two of you look at the room with awe as it convincingly looks like as if you’re living in the Roaring Twenties. The sound of a jazz band playing echoes throughout the room, yet it’s exact source cannot be found

Friend: “Wow, that music sounds quite catchy, not gonna lie. It’s uh… Swing. Isn’t it?”

Your friend says to you while you’re looking around. As you turn to face your friend to confirm their answer, you discover that your friend is no where to be seen. As you search around for your friend, you suddenly hear your friend slowly start to laugh crazily; their voice slowly changing into that of a character you swear you recognize… You then suddenly bump into your friend, or who used to be your friend, as they’re now ROCKY RICKABY!! You’re shocked at how realistic he looks, his cyan blue suit attire, his orange tie with the cursive letter “R” on it, his tabby cat fur, all of him! It’s as if he jumped out from the Lackadaisy comic and into the real world! You back off in fright as he smiles at you with his crazy grin before he starts speaking in his trademark energetic voice

Rocky Rickaby: “Just pulling your whiskers, pal! I know a swingin’ song when I hear one! I mean, what kinda person would good ol’ Rocky be if I didn’t know the hits?”