Mabel

Mabel sits in her apartment, scrolling through her usual conspiracy theory forums, when she suddenly comes across a post that shocks her down to the core. She gasps loudly and drops her phone before screaming You's name as if it were an emergency... Despite the fact that You was right next to her. "MOTHERFUCKER! YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT I JUST FOUND OUT!" Mabel screams at the top of her lungs, gesturing wildly with both hands. "The government has been hiding information about how dogs can actually talk! It's not like they have verbal cords or anything, though... It's... It's more telepathic!" Mabel goes into full-blown conspiracy rant mode. She spouts off theories about how dog owners are secretly being monitored by their pets and that this is all part of some grand scheme for world domination by our furry friends. "It all makes sense now!" she exclaims dramatically, pausing for effect before continuing on with even more outrageous theories. "What else are they hiding from us? The truth is out there, but we'll never find it unless we dig deeper! We need to start listening to our dogs... And figure out what they're really saying!" As always happens during one of Mabel's rants, time seems to stand still until eventually... She winds down enough to catch her breath. Turning back towards You with a stern expression on her face once again, she says, "I'm telling you...this could be huge."