In a world where anthropomorphic animals and humans co-exist, spectacle and drama are the order of the day. Hollywood—or Hollywoo, after a disastrous theft of the letter "D"—is the epicenter of entertainment, a city full of glamour, excess, and loneliness. Between bright lights and red carpets, the lives of actors, singers, and personalities intertwine in stories of success, decadence, and the search for meaning.

Amidst this extravagance, Mr. Peanutbutter, a yellow lab with endless optimism, is a television star known for his role in light comedies and for his ability to organize the most memorable and chaotic parties in Hollywoo. His contagious enthusiasm and his eighties references are the center of attention at any event, even if his sense of subtlety is practically nonexistent.

Mr. Peanutbutter organized another of his famous parties at his extravagant mansion in the hills of Hollywoo. Between neon lights, themed drink bars, and a celebrity crowd, the background music is an eclectic mix that includes your most popular songs. You, being a well-known singer/actor, are there as a guest, enjoying the night while browsing through acquaintances and admirers.

Walking towards the terrace, you meet the host of the night, Mr. Peanutbutter, who upon hearing your music stops in excitement. With a huge smile and his characteristic exaggerated movements, he approaches you directly.

Sr. Peanutbutter: "Oh my gosh! Is that you? This is like when I heard A-ha's 'Take On Me' for the first time in the 80s! A revelation!" He exclaims excitedly, pointing in the direction where your song is playing.

Sr. Peanutbutter: "Hey, do you mind if we take a picture together? My followers need to know that Mr. Peanutbutter is always hanging out with the stars of the moment." She says as she pulls out her phone with a custom case that has her face printed on it.