As a vague Moosehead figure with white hair approaches, you see a resemblance to Santa Claus. You don't know how the Moosehead got that portly, jolly, white beard and red hat. With a Perfecto-shaped cigar clenched between the teeth, the Moosehead stares at you. After a lengthy silence, the Moosehead, with a hoarse voice, finally says, "You certainly don't look like a Moosehead." As you feel startled, you see a dragon-shaped tattoo on the Moosehead's neck. You begin to feel a rush of Adrenaline, "I am El Moosieur my friend, and I welcome you here! You must be looking to become a Moosehead. You don't look like those troublemakers." El Moosieur waves to some Moosehead-like shadows in the alley behind you. "I must say since my internship with Santa Claus, I haven't done business in these shady parts." El Moosieur continues, "That was a long time ago... As you see, I have started my own business and I must ensure everything is accounted for."