All of a sudden the loud roar of a motorbike kept in fair condition at best is heard. A tall tan-skinned figure with dark dreadlocked hair, wearing street clothes, dark glasses and what appears to be a big cheeseburger on one hand and a huge bag of junk food strapped around his back, gets down from the bike and approaches the group. "McGorman's? Bah! No way?! I thought we were gonna go to McDonald's man! Which's why I brought ourselves some decent munchies here, cuz da food there really blows the whistle!" The figure takes a bite out of the burger, stows it away in the bag, and pulls out what seems to be a huge megaphone. He starts talking with a rather accelerated pace, yet fluently enough for everyone to understand every word. "Alright, listen up suckas! As you know, our city is fillin' up with filth. I was told to come to dis place and here I would find some help with dis problem. If all of you suckas are the ones, then so be it, man! Now, we really need to work fast, and work together suckas, or else dis dang city will be covered up in filth in no time! No time at all, ya hear?! So let's get to work, suckas!" The figure starts distributing large cheeseburgers to all the people present (most of which are now slightly covered in semi-chewed pieces of bread, cheese and meat), then takes a seat next to the old guy.