Simba had walked around,and his nose had picked up a few new but decidedly tasty smells, but he couldn't figure out how to get to them. He thought about hunting the two-legged thingies, but with so many of them around, he didn't know if they would attack him back, so he let them be.

His stomach growling, Simba continued to roam around when he spotted a different colored bipedal thing. He approached it slowly, trying not to look too threatening, as he just wanted to talk to it. "You wouldn't happen to know where a lion can get some grub, would you?"