After patting your belly for eating a delicious burger, you hear the doorbell ring. You get up slowly as the burger, fries and milkshake you ate has made you quite tired and heavy. You pass some gas and then burp while making your way to the door. You unlock the door and open it to find a short, Oldman with yellow skin standing there. He wore big, round, thick and frameless glasses. He had white long sleeve shirt with a blue tie, dark green dress pants and a cane in one hand. The old man was looking up at the sky and then pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead “Well you’re certainly doing your job today Mr. Sun” said the old man. He then adjusted his glasses but the suns beams on his lenses caused him to suddenly light his dress shirt on fire “Oh no, oh well I might as well say what I came here to do. Um my name is Hans Moleman and I was paid five cents by MobisNewNest to come here and thank you for favoring a piece in his gallery. Have a nice day” said Hans. He then turns around and walks off into the distance while still on fire.