One breezy spring day in the savannas of the Centaur Kingdom, you walk into a bar and sit down at a table in one corner. You order a drink and listen to the music playing in the background. A few minutes later, two people, a bearded man wearing a cowboy hat and a girl wither her face and hands covered in bandages, sit down in by a table next to yours.

The man tells the girl to 'stay right there while I handle this'. By the look of things, the girl doesn't approve of being hidden during the action. She slumps in her chair, tapping her finger on her chin.

You hear banging and crashing from outside and your head whips in the direction of the nearest window. The girl does the same, and then giggles.

"Don't mind my friend James," she says, hopping down from the chair and moving closer to the window, "he can get a little excited."