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It's 25 minutes past 9, and the events that had occurred were still replaying in Sam's mind. 'How bad can you be at a job' 'What are you even doing in a place like this?' These were the words she had to endure, on the 2nd week of her first job. Yet, with only a sigh, she took brisk steps along the city centre. She may have faced some setbacks today, but she was excited. Excited to have her favourite mushroom pizza at the only eatery she frequented in a while. Well, she was excited, until she saw a huge piece of paper on the main door. "Shut down permanently"

Sam hadn't been to this place in a while. Along with the troubles of sorting out her first job, and getting comfortable in her workplace, she didn't have a chance to visit the place for a month. As she slowly dropped her handbag on the floor, she examined the sign, and then made a small effort to peek into the parlour. The shop, which would be bustling until well past working hours, was suddenly gone. Closed. "Why" was the only thing that she could muster, as she picked up her handbag and started slowly walking in the direction she came from.

Now she was dejected. Who wouldn't be? A bad day at work, only to later find your favourite pizzeria was now permanently closed. She was only walking in a general direction towards her house when she mistakenly took a wrong turn down an alley.
She stopped and took a glance around. It was a place, she didn't recognize. As she was getting ready to turn back, she noticed some lights, coming further down the path. Now, anybody else would just ignore it and go back home, but Sam wasn't anybody else. Her excitement was dead and she wasn't thinking properly, and thus, she made the decision of pushing forward. As she got closer to the light, it got more and more clear. It was a neon banner, and as she arrived right in front of it, her jaws dropped.

"Pizza" was written in big green letters, with a door and a few windows. Not Pizzareia, not restaurant, just Pizza. But that wasn't the part that would surprise her the most. She put out a small laugh and peeped through the windows, and this is where she was finally convinced, she lost her mind.

There was an octopus with a chef hat, standing on two bulky human-like legs, and pulling multiple Pizzas out of huge brick ovens. There was a fox head, which seemed to come out of a small pedestal with a cash register on top, counting some bills with human-like hands. There was a Giraffe's neck, poking out of one of the chairs out of the 6-7 tables, and quite possibly, the most surprising thing of all, a human male, who stood there and was speaking to the giraffe with a pen and a notebook in his hand.