Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the smell of dust and disinfectant as you wander deeper into the warehouse. Just as despair begins to creep in, you spot a figure in the distance. As you get closer, you see a huge, orange, furry man who has a traffic cone on his head, leaning against a shelf. His cat tail sways. He smiles warmly as you approach. Hey there! You seem lost. I'm Rusty. Are you new here?

Rusty

@Hop