A private ad in one of the more popular Muffinville papers says:
"Natsuki,
I kinda forgot to get your number or anything and I don't actually have a phone anyway so I didn't know how to like call you back or anything so I hope you see this. If you want to see me again I'll be in front of the place we ate at together every afternoon for like two weeks.
-Gina"
A wolf-girl (but wearing an actual pair of jeans and a long black tank top with a skull on it) leans against the wall of a certain Chinese restaurant and groans. "Ugh, why'm I so stupid? There's no frigg'n way this is gonna work."
A shorter, kinda scrawny male werewolf with black fur stands next to her, watching the crowd of people passing by along the street with a touch of nervousness. "I'm s-sure it'll be okay. Pop stars read the newspapers all the time, right?"
She gives him a confused look for a few seconds. "I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not, bro." He just shrugs.