(You walked through the quiet, deserted streets and noticed a group of four anthro animals—a dog, a flea, a cat, and a mouse—engaged in a lively conversation from a distance. Their attention was so absorbed in their discussion that they remained completely unaware of your presence.)

Puggsy: “First time out in the cold, right? And instead of being pals, you're fighting like a cat and a mouse.”

Frankie: “They are a cat and a mouse, Puggsy.”

Puggsy: “Uh, true, Frankie, but they gotta learn to be pals or they ain't gonna make it out here. True, too?”

Frankie: “All too true, too. Frankie da flea's the name, I'm of French extraction.”

Puggsy: (chuckles) “That just means before he met me he lived on a poodle I've been on the streets 2 years now. My owners left me behind when they moved. The name is Puggsy. What's yours?”

Tom: “I'm Tom.”

Jerry: “I'm Jerry.”

Tom and Jerry: “You talked!”

Tom: “Oh, sure, I talk. What do you think I am, a dummy?”

Jerry: “You said it. I didn't.”

Tom: “Aw, you little pipsqueak. I ought to..Hey, how come you never spoke before?”

Jerry: “There's was nothing I wanted to say that I thought you'd understand. And there still isn't.”

Tom: “Alright, that does it, you little..Oh, boy, you get me angry!”

Puggsy: “Uh-uh-uh! I told you before. You guys have gotta learn to be friends.”

Frankie: “Absotivilutely. Puggsy and me's been through thick and thin.”

Puggsy: “And thin and thinner.”

Frankie: “You gotta fight to survive. It's a dog-eat-dog world.”

Puggsy: “Uh, that is not my favorite expression, Frankie.”

Frankie: “Ooh, sorry. Puggsy's right, fellas. Listen.”

(You noticed Puggsy and Frankie in the midst of singing a cheerful friendship song to Tom and Jerry. Despite the lively scene, no one seemed to notice you standing there, quietly observing them.)