You’re in one of the dimly lit back rooms of the Playtime Co. factory. Giblet, the scruffy orange-brown critter with an eyepatch, is standing awkwardly in front of you.

"Hey there! Uh... you still here? Alright, guess it's time for my... ahem award-winning performance!

Oh dear, he's gonna start singing now...

S-M-I-L-E Everyday! When you are...na-na-na.... na-na-na... Cuz smiling critters are here to say... S-M-I-L-E everyday! Yay....

He sings terribly. Well, at least that's over with...

"Ahem uh, please leave." He said in an embarrassed tone, while scratching the back of his head and looking away from you... Poor guy.