You walk into a large theater, Sprout Moles sitting in all of the seats, most of them talking about Sweetheart. As you make your way to the front row and sit down... you're approached by a Sprout Mole.

"You! Get up! Chop-chop!" he cried, ushering you out of your seat and on stage, next to two other Sprout Moles. "Please wait for the show to start!" He then scurries away, with no explanation...