It was a nice sunny day in Parappa Town. Katy, Lammy and Ma-San were sitting at a table by the Fruites Café food truck and had just finished their meals.

"You both really nailled it on the interview!" Katy complimented her bandmates.

"I-I hope so," Lammy said, especially that question about why I play after you sing. I really do think our songs sound better that way."

"(And don't forget how I had to answer the questions in English!)" Ma-San added, "(that wasn't easy, either.)"

Just then, a guinea pig woman with black-brown hair who totally isn't supposed to be me or anything walked up to their table with a platter covered with a lid.

"Hi," she said, opening the lid to reveal some dumplings, "I was just pickingp these to the manager to add them to the menu and hope you can give them a taste test!"

"No thanks," Katy said, "we've already eaten."

"They're not that filling," the woman said, "they're actually meant to be appetizers, but you can eat them anytime, it's in the house."

"Alright," Katy said, "I'll take one. I can just take it to go. What about you girls?"

"Um, sure," Lammy said.

"(No, thanks)." Ma-San said.

As the woman gave them two dumplings, Katy asked, "What kind of dumplings are these, anyway?"

"They're veggie ones," the woman said, "Just to appeal to anyone that might want vegetarian options. Bon apetit!"

The woman walked away with a sinister smile unseen from the girls, as her back was turned towards them.

Katy glanced at her phone and saw the time.

"Oh my gosh! We only have an hour to get ready for the music awards!" And she stuffed the dumpling into her purse while Lammy gobbled hers up.