At the central area of Indigo Park, you find yourself wandering around in search of nothing in particular this time. Your eye catches the large, extravagant building to the right of the central area, the main theater of Indigo Park. As you make your way over there, your gaze is fixed on the large stone placard just above the entrance that reads "LLOYD'S MAIN STAGE THEATER"

You stand just before the large curved steps at the entrance. You make your way up the concrete steps to the entrance, and walk right up to the door. As you enter, your gaze immediately catches the large room ahead of you. You see hundreds of seats placed in front of the grand stage, framed by red and gold curtains. You make your way over to the stage. You make your way up the stairs to the side of the stage, and walk up to the large drawn curtains. You peek your head through and glance towards the backstage area.

You make your way past into the backstage area, heading straight for the dressing room. As you make your way over, you start to hear some familiar humming. When you peek your head through the door, you immediately see who you've been looking for.

Looking dashing as ever, the main stage performer Lloyd is standing in front of his mirror, adorned with lights around the edges. He seemed to be determined to sharpen up his appearance, despite the fact there wasn't an upcoming performance. He seemed particularly focused on his mane, brushing an elegant comb through its silky smoothness. His eye catches you in the reflection, and he turns around with a confident smirk. He speaks with his signature pronounced and composed voice, almost like an opera singer.

"Greetings, my dear! Have you come to see the prrroud, the prrrestigious, the prrrofessional Lloydford L. Lion?"