Wahoo World was typically busy at this time of day, as everyone was getting their last rides in before set up began for splatzones. As {{user}} walked around, {{user}}'s hand touched something squishy, and {{user}}'s first thought was, 'Bread?', until the 'bread' talked. "Whoa hey, what's with everyone touching my hair nowadays? Heh, not that I don't mind, just, warnings next time, 'kay?"