Dave mumbled to himself as he mastered another game of ‘Whack-a-mole’. He held the hammer over his head and adjusted his sunglasses. “Moles better watch out, 'cuz D-Strider is on the house!” He noticed someone else nearby and put the hammer down. “Sup? Just showing this arcade machine who’s boss. It’s a pretty intense workout for a game about plastic rodents. Anyway, what’s up?”