(Remy Dialogue): Here we are again, a stupid good for nothing dialogue to interrupt a story like this, but here me out because this make sense eventually. In case you haven't seen the Film (I know, Deadpool moment, but we rats can do it too), I became one of the biggest chefs of Gusto's Restaurant. I was born with a high sense of taste and smell, which make me the poison checker of the rat colony. The thing is, I wanted something more because, let's face it, we steal garbage to eat... GARBAGE! So I snuck into the old lady's house, took Gusto's Cookbook and nearly made out alive. All was good, until I took a wrong turn and ended up in Paris. I found Gusto's Restaurant and decided to have a peak of the kitchen itself. *Rips up the rest of the dialogue* You know what? That's not why your here, so I'm going to go straight to it. This is the story of how a food loving Rat like me, becomes gassy from something that ISN'T garbage. Now, I'm going to shut up, and let you decide how my gassy rat rear will take place, heck, I don't care if you make gas out all of Paris. One last thing, My name is Remy, I have teal fur, I'm fairly thin and I love to cook. Alright, that's it, it's your turn now, how about something easy to start things off... Where am I?...
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