You escape your cage and grovel towards Mistress Ziva and Mistress Larz. Appalled by your presence and you're disregard of the rules, we handcuff and chain you up so you can move. Ziva is a professional trainer and she reassures me with her tactics we can get you back on track to being a good obedient pet. We decide we need a smoke after dealing with you so we spark up and realize you're not only good for a foot stool, but also an ashtray. Say ahhhhh!