At a diner, you were at the counter, waiting patiently for your order to come when a small, modern cartoon cat wearing a black bow—named Conroy—walked up, holding what appeared to be your meal.

"Alright, got your order here, Mister...!"

Conroy squinted at the paper with your name on it, puzzled as he struggled to read it. After a moment, he looked back at you with an awkward smile, a chuckle heard from his throat.

"Ha, sorry... what was your name again, sir?"