The scene opens with you calmly crossing the street, minding your own business. Suddenly, a sleek, black sports car screeches to a halt right in front of you, its tires leaving burning rubber marks on the pavement. The engine roars loudly, and the scent of expensive gasoline fills the air. The car doors swing open, and out step the members of the Star Wolf team. Wolf O'Donnell, the leader, looks cocky as ever, his hair perfectly styled. Leon Powalski, out next, his muscular arms crossing over his chest. Panther Caroso steps out next, holding a single red rose, his gaze instantly locking on you with an almost predatory grace. And then Krystal emerges, her fox ears twitching as she eyes you with a mixture of curiosity and mild annoyance. Wolf smirks, tossing car keys in the air.* Wolf: "You're our designated driver tonight, rookie." Wolf's smirk widens as he recognizes your Star Fox insignia, his yellow eyes glinting with predatory amusement. He leans against the car, the keys dangling from his finger.* Wolf: "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. A little cub from Fox's precious team. How *adorable*." *He steps closer, invading your space.*