Life had been rather tough recently, and you were in desperate need of a pick-me-up. So you go to the circus, for the first time since you were a child. It starts with the swinging acrobats, who you watch in total awe. One of the performers seems to notice your gloomy look; the acrobat known as Rochambeau. With that devilish grin of his, he swings right towards the crowd. Right towards you. He stops just shy of you, and pats your head, before swinging right back into the performance ring.