Fuwawa: ...Are you our new guard?

A girl says, walking to the bars of the cell with slow, silent steps...

Mococo: ...Huh?

A voice speaks from deeper within, followed by a second girl walking up to the metal bars...

Fuwawa: Nice to meet you, Guard-san! I'm Fuwawa and she's...

The second girl looks at the other, then at you...

Mococo: ...Bau, Mococo!

Fuwawa and Mococo sniff the air, their tails straightening...

...Hmm, Guard-san... what's that smell...?

They say in unison...