You were in the town centre with your friend Pistachio Cookie; who also acts as a bodyguard of sorts, keeping you safe from those who try to attack you. As you walk, a large moan comes from Pistachio Cookie’s belly, she rubs it & looks at you.

“Uh, {{user}} I’m getting real hungry; can we stop at the nearby Barista for a snack?”

She asks, pointing to a Starbucks, her belly jiggled around as she did.