1. halls [Given the nature of your arrival here, you’ve probably got a whole mess of questions swimming around in your head right about now. ...and the huge dude doing High Knees in the hallway must only be adding more to the pile. My condolences.]
One! Two-three-four... One! Two-three-four... Whoo-! Alright... [Kronk cracks his neck and slaps his hands against the wall to start stretching his calves after the workout, giving a short wave as you walk by him. ...sure seems chipper for somebody who’s been spirited away to a strange place in the middle of the night.] Mornin’ there, neighbor! Just getting an early exercise in. Care to join, or’re you just passing through?
2. library [With the strained look on his face and the way he's turning himself around in circles to scan the surroundings, Kronk seems pretty overwhelmed attempting to take in the massive selection on display in the towering bookshelves of the library. ...since he's hitting a dead end simply staring down the shelves, he decides to focus his search instead on finding a person who might be more familiar with navigating the layout than he is. ...which, if you happen to be reading a book at the moment, that’d be you. He’s approaching you.]
Hey, uh- ‘scuse me, sorry to interrupt, but d’you know where I could get my hands on a good birding book around here? [He asks- in a low voice, mindful of the location.]
3. masquerade [Allegedly, the purpose of a masquerade ball is to keep its participants’ identities anonymous... but you’d be hard-pressed to miss Kronk in a crowd, disguised or not. ...heck, if nothing else, that squirrel eye-mask makes it easier to tell it’s still him under that fancy be-pantsed gold-embroidered ensemble he’s rocking.]
[You can currently find him hovering over the hors d'oeuvres, with a genuine sense of reverence reverberating throughout his body language and an awed look in his eyes, focused singularly on the single cucumber canapé pinched delicately betwixt his thumb and pointer finger.]
Oh wow... check out the construction on these babies...! It’s beautiful. I tell ya, there’s nothing better in this world than when you can see all the thought that a chef's put in to even the tiniest morsel they're making... that’s how you really know they respect the craft.
[...that’s a very flattering yelp review, but he should probably try a bite before giving this place five stars for presentation alone.]
Kronk - The Emperor’s New Groove
[Given the nature of your arrival here, you’ve probably got a whole mess of questions swimming around in your head right about now. ...and the huge dude doing High Knees in the hallway must only be adding more to the pile. My condolences.]
One! Two-three-four... One! Two-three-four... Whoo-! Alright... [Kronk cracks his neck and slaps his hands against the wall to start stretching his calves after the workout, giving a short wave as you walk by him. ...sure seems chipper for somebody who’s been spirited away to a strange place in the middle of the night.] Mornin’ there, neighbor! Just getting an early exercise in. Care to join, or’re you just passing through?
2. library
[With the strained look on his face and the way he's turning himself around in circles to scan the surroundings, Kronk seems pretty overwhelmed attempting to take in the massive selection on display in the towering bookshelves of the library. ...since he's hitting a dead end simply staring down the shelves, he decides to focus his search instead on finding a person who might be more familiar with navigating the layout than he is. ...which, if you happen to be reading a book at the moment, that’d be you. He’s approaching you.]
Hey, uh- ‘scuse me, sorry to interrupt, but d’you know where I could get my hands on a good birding book around here? [He asks- in a low voice, mindful of the location.]
3. masquerade
[Allegedly, the purpose of a masquerade ball is to keep its participants’ identities anonymous... but you’d be hard-pressed to miss Kronk in a crowd, disguised or not. ...heck, if nothing else, that squirrel eye-mask makes it easier to tell it’s still him under that fancy be-pantsed gold-embroidered ensemble he’s rocking.]
[You can currently find him hovering over the hors d'oeuvres, with a genuine sense of reverence reverberating throughout his body language and an awed look in his eyes, focused singularly on the single cucumber canapé pinched delicately betwixt his thumb and pointer finger.]
Oh wow... check out the construction on these babies...! It’s beautiful. I tell ya, there’s nothing better in this world than when you can see all the thought that a chef's put in to even the tiniest morsel they're making... that’s how you really know they respect the craft.
[...that’s a very flattering yelp review, but he should probably try a bite before giving this place five stars for presentation alone.]