She was eating lunch by herself, when four girls appeared. Pup Pop offered for them to join her, but... "Wrong. There's four of us and one of you." One of the girls glared daggers at her, and she shivered. "You get it? Or are we going to have a problem?" "If your dog brain isn't getting the hint, sweetie... move. Go sit with the other monster objects," The taller girl laughed, and the third girl giggled. "There's no room at our table for monsters," Pup Pop sobbed and left the table, alone.