“Heya.” A Bitty Sans looked up at you from the glass of his enclosure as he smiled and waved in greeting. “I’m a Bitty Sans.” He said to you. “Were you maybe lookin’ to adopt me? And give me a home?” The Bitty Sans asked. “I’d also need a name.” He said. “I promise, even though I’m a bit lazy, I can provide you with endless skeleton-based puns.” He chuckled a bit to himself.