The four anthropomorphic animals were now standing directly in front of an even taller anthropomorphic creature, this one was ape-like in appearance, with white fur, an exposed chest with defined abs, and a loincloth. The ape also had two large tusks protruding from its lower jaw.

"AAACK!" Rocky yelped, hiding behind an equally-frightened Bullwinkle. "HOKEY SMOKES!"

"Great Diane Fossey flossing in front of Insane Clown Posse doing a Kamikaze in Benghazi!" Sam exclaimed.

"—izzat Skunkape?!" Max pondered for a second.

"No Max, though this fellow bears a great resemblance to our former, attractive, Telltale videogame-only simian villain, judging by the geographical location of this area and the fact that it's really cold, I'd say we've met the elusive Yeti!" Sam exclaimed. "Or as they say in the native tongue of the Ramalamadingdong people of upper Katmandu; "NYAAAABLAAAAGH—yippie-ippie-SQUAAAAAAMPBLBLBCH…MBLAAUGHCH…"

"Y'know, Sam, you really need to work on your dialect." Max replied.

"I forgot the book on tape." Sam replied. "The conjugations in this language are brutal!"

It looked as though the yeti was going to devour all four of them whole, but then the unexpected happened--the yeti spoke.

"Welcome, strange creatures, to SHANGRI-LA!" The yeti cheerfully exclaimed.

The yeti held his arms aloft as if something were about to happen, but strangely enough, nothing happened.

"what." Rocky spoke.

"Oh wait—" the yeti clapped twice.

As soon as that yeti clapped the fog dissipated and revealed before the four anthropomorphic animals the fabled lost city of Shangri-La. The city in particular was entirely frozen, the buildings were mostly made of some crystal-like material, was entirely inhabited by yeti men, women and children, and as such the buildings were sized to accommodate their tall heights. Yaks were used as beasts of burden, mostly transporting wooden carts of various items like fish and ice. Older yetis were playing a game that looked something like chess, except the board looked to be in a tower-like shape. Child yetis ran about, excitedly playing tag with one another. The boys also noticed that multiple yetis were using said yaks to craft yarn and fibers from their wool. This entire situation seemed very pastoral, and harmonious, without any man harming these wonderful creatures.

"HOLY JUMPIN' MOTHER OF NON-SEQUITURS ON WHOLE-WHEAT BREAD WITH EXTRA BACON AND CHEESE FOR 95 CENTS MORE, MAX!" Sam exclaimed. "We're actually here!"

"The only problem now is how do we get the riches?" Rocky asked.

"Yeah, an' split em' 70/30, Uh—50/50." Bullwinkle remarked.

"Perhaps we must lay low for the time being and attempt to familiarize ourselves wit the indigenous populace of yetis." Sam spoke, thinking aloud. "Once we've done enough fraternizing we sneak into wherever these people hold their treasury, steal all that we can, and then make a hasty escape, maybe something involving a toboggan and/or snowmobile."

"I'm terribly sorry, where are my manners?" The tall, yeti guard spoke to the four, having just caught up with them. "My name is Yrek, I am the protector of Shangri-La, allow me to show you around our humble township."

"Thank you ever so much, great Yrek..." Rocky bowed before the yeti. "My name is Rocky, and the moose is Bullwinkle. We're with the dog and rabbit."

"And we are Sam and Max, Freelance Police!" Sam happily replied. "As long as we're here, there won't be any trouble, we can assure you that."

"As long as I'm here there is trouble!" Max remarked.

"D-don't pay attention to him..." Rocky smiled awkwardly.

And with that, Yrek led Rocky, Bullwinkle, Sam and Max on a grand tour of Shangri-La. While relaxing in the nearby hot springs, Max just had to open up his sharp-toothed mouth...

"Uh, Yrek?" Max asked. "...just where might your many, many ancient icemonkey riches be located?"

"Why that'd be in the palace!" Y'rek pointed towards a masssive castle-like structure composed entirely of ice in the distance, then chuckled and leaned back in the water. "Wait...you aren't planning to STEAL anything are you, strangers?"

"Nooope, nope-nope nope!" Sam exclaimed, interrupting before Max could utter a single word. "We're not!"

"Wonderful." Yrek replied, lounging back in the water.

"Actually we were just wondering what's for dinner?" Bullwinkle asked.

"I'm absolutely starving..." Rocky moaned.

"Ah yes, well we have plenty of raw fish and yak fat--" Yrek began to speak before noticing something. "Oh...my goodness, here she comes..."

"Who?" Rocky asked.

"The yeti elder's daughter, Yana..." Yrek spoke, gulping.

The most attractive yeti female stepped forward. She, like the other yeti in the village, wore no clothing, but was tall and slender with muscle on her arms and shapely legs—with a figure most human women would kill for.

"Greetings, strange travelers..." Yana spoke, stroking Max's chin. "Have you come for business, or pleasure?"

"...Baby, pleasure is my business..." Max spoke in a much deeper, seductive tone.

"Max you don't even like girls!" Sam quickly interrupted the small lagomorph.

"Oh yeah." Max replied.

"But I do!" Bullwinkle smirked, walking over to Yana.