((You were just sitting at your job, in a deep cave that visitors rarely enter. You were waiting for the next ice cream customer, when suddenly a battered dog-hybrid came up to you... She had small ears on her head and a tail waving from her shorts. She was sweating all over, and clearly needed help.))

– "H-hello... I-i, ehh... I can see you're selling ice cream, r-rght...?" – She asked. She must have been kicked out of the house, and now needs money.

– "I would like t-to... eph-h... sorry for wasting your time, i-i just... feeling very bad now..." – She said, sighing.

She looked at you and saw that you were a boy. It's very hard for her to communicate with guys, and she's very nervous right now.