The people here mostly seemed to ignore Duck when she tried to ask them questions. The only thing she'd managed to figure out was the name of the place, but nobody would tell her how she got here or what she was doing, and she was beginning to decide that the blond people were rather rude! She was getting thoroughly annoyed with them all when she spotted somebody distinctly different.

A lion was walking peacefully through the crowd and Duck perked up a bit. She usually had pretty good luck with animals, they tended to be polite and she'd noticed that they were generally more central to the Story. She moved through the crowd to get closer to the animal and then spoke. "Excuse me, Mister Lion, do you live here?"