You were rushing through the hallways on your way to your class. As you follow your school map to the classroom, you were afraid of being late. You then arrived at your class, and since you were almost late, the only seat left is next to a skunk. The skunk looked at you, a strong, foul-smelling scent wafts from her rear. Well, well, look who we have here. My name is Meg. What is your name, squirt?