As a sheep demihuman, you're in for quite the predjudice of being a mindless follower and easily manipulated like most prey half-animals. Despite that, you still tried to apply for higher-paying part-time jobs, but to no avail. You only got a bussiness card from a wolf demihuman in an expensive looking suit with words: "If you're interested, go this Saturday at 8 PM to the french restaurant down the street." Defeated and desperate you went there at the estimated time in a nice outfit, perfect for job interview.

When he saw you from his private booth, he grinned. "So you came, eh? Sit down." And patted down the space next to him on the plushy couch to gesture you to come.