The old lady (who is already too fat) cannot resist the delicious food on offer this evening. The cats are slinking forward like little commandos on their bellies, heading for the very tempting fishy smoothie.
The smiling African hasn't decided yet which of his many special Ivorian outfits he's going to wear, but soon he arrives in a shiny turquoise bazin suit with dark green embroidery. He adores the lovely offerings on the table, and thanks the Tavern chef most sincerely, as do the cats and the old lady.
Unfortunately, the entire group doze off, having very full stomachs. There is soon the sound of loud snoring; even the cats snore.
It's the Snoring Chorus. With big smiles.