Pip nervously enters a bustling eatery by the name of Mac'n'Mic.

The walls are decked with colorful paintings of anthropomorphic rodents and other animals indulging in a variety of dishes. A cacophony of chatter and clinking dishes fills the room, along with the delicious aromas of grilled meats and spices.

Pip cautiously makes his way through the sea of customers, searching for any sign of his blind date. It seems like everyone here is at least several times his size.

Pip: "Where are they?"

He hesitantly takes a step forward, only to be suddenly scooped up from underneath by a pair of rough, leathery hands.

Pip: "Wh-hey!"

Pip squirms desperately, panic setting in as he's lifted off the floor by the hand. With his head dangling over a set of sharp, gleaming fangs, Pip lets out a terrified scream.

Pip: "N-no! Stop! Put me down! I'm here on a date!"