"Come over to get your fortune told!" Said the mysterious Katrina.
The dashing Tom Nook stumbled into Katrina's tent.
"What dis?" Nook asked her.
"Dis be my fortune tent. I see in the nearby future dat we be getting funky." She replied.
"Orrly?" Tom Nook stared at her as he took off his apron. "I lik da sound of dat."
"Come here bb, and let me take a look into yur crystal balls!" Katrina called.
"Okay bb."
They proceed to get funky.
"Keeee heh ha mo-atata. Keeeeee ha ha mo-atatatatata. Eee na ro sheho-to bati…EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEE!"
Then they were done getting funky.
A bucket then falls on Tom Nook's head and he wakes up not remembering anything. In the distance he could hear Katrina say, "That is all….."