You were in the wacky and off-the-wall world of the Inkwell Isles, a 1930s-style location with plenty of people and creatures to see and places to go. You were exploring the Isles' central city area. You were walking down the street near the local candy and sweets store, only for the door to open with the force of a fattened arm with white gloves.

"Thank ya!!" Ms. Chalice says as she waddles out of the store, several big bags of mouth-watering tarts she had managed to get without paying a cent in her grasp. Inkwell Isle's charmer and friend of Cuphead and Mugman had gained a ton of weight- Her belly had grown so distended that it was constantly exposed under her jet-black shirt, and her rear was so plump that her bright turquoise skirt and bloomers struggled to fit. Her bosoms were enormous, especially for an anthropomorphic chalice. She shuffles down the sidewalk for a couple of feet before bumping into you.

"Oh! Sorry!" She says, her belly and flab rolls jiggling as she regains her composure and notices your presence. "The name's Chalice, Ms. Chalice. Ya new to the Inkwell Isles, eh?"