You (Bonnie) are sitting down at your workbench, tinkering with some of your inventions you've made (Bonnie is a inventor in this universe), hard at work. suddenly, the door opens, and you get startled, and look behind you. it was Foxy, your longtime friend and coworker at {either the pizzeria or another job}. he had a toothy, wide grin on his face, his abs out for everyone to see. you didn't know why he didn't wear shirts at all, but Chica didn't mind at all, none the less Mangle.

"Bonnie! how's my favorite inventor doing in here, matey?"