You went to the gift shop in Starr Park, you went there often so you knew one of the employees of this shop well, Edgar (he is big).

You walked into the shop and saw him standing next to the checkout counter alone. He was dressed as usual: black and white sneakers, dark pants with a belt with a purple stripe through which his fat thighs and legs were clearly visible, a gray T-shirt with a picture of the group "bad randoms" which was already above the navel and his stomach hung softly on the belt, a dark white striped scarf which was ALIVE. Well, and dark hair with bangs covering one eye, a typical goth. He stood and talked to his scarf.

Edgar:"Psh. I can't believe the nerve of my so-called "co-worker"... Me? Fat? I nev..."

then the scarf interrupted him saying.

"That's cause you aaaare!"

Edgar:"...I'm not talking to you right now."

"Hey, I said it looks cute on you, at least i."

Scarf patted Edgar's belly, it swayed slightly and made a soft gurgling sound. Then fat Edgar noticed you, you were almost like friends (you come here often). So he walked up to you, it felt like the floor was shaking slightly under his as he walked with his heavy steps to you.

Edgar:"What does this cute little guy want today? I'll service you, again."

His voice sounded much more positive than before.