Drawing at an Inn
Mike: You come upon an inn. You hear boisterous singing, suddenly interrupted by what sounds like a bar fight.
Mike: Chloe, what do you do?
Chloe (looking up from pencil and paper): Huh?
Mike: You're not paying attention because you're drawing.
Lisa: Ooh, is that my character? It's perfect!
Lisa: Do you take commissions?
Bink: The one of me is too fat.
PooPal: Can you make mine look more cat-like?
Mike (loudly): SOOO...YOU GUYS ARE AT AN INN.