[What Looks Like A Pet Shop, But With A Twist...]

You realize something weird is going on at once when you step into the store, for one thing, there are bags of food and stuff you would expect from a pet shop, but they all are labeled and displayed as someone would do if they were snack food for humans, like chips or beef jerky. Near the entrance is a set of automated counters, for sales, and a help desk with four clerks to help you make your selections. What you don't see are any furry pets...

You proceed up to the help desk and read the four clerks name tags quickly: "Travis" is a mid-20s caucasian of average height with a scraggly goatee and mustache plus an attentive expression, "Jenna" is a shortish plump goth with a tendency to look away when you meet her eyes who's bobbed hair has a purple streak in it, "Candy" is an African-American woman of you would guess 19 who is chewing gum and playing on her smartphone, but puts it away as you approach: her dark brown eyes are hard to read and her hair is worn in a short afro: "Clark" is an Asian man of 35 or so, and probably the shift manager: he is quiet, reserved, and doing a crossword puzzle in the paper, which he also put down as you entered.

"Good day honored customers, how may we help you?" Clark says with only a faint accent, most likely having been born in America to immigrant parents.

You decide to take the lead and pull your 'free pass' from your pocket. "Miss Najjar and I received these mailers this morning and we were wondering what was meant by them? We also were interested in knowing if it would be possible to purchase mated or mateable pairs of animal girls and animal guys with these free passes?" You state with confidence. You look back at your date hoping you haven't overstepped and she just smiles and nods, encouraging you to continue.

Clark smiles a broad smile and nods sagely, stroking his chin. "Yes, we do have a few mateable pairs, but you are not an approved breeder sir. However, we do have the forms to fill out for you to undergo training to become one, so if you and your partner wish to start down that road, please follow me..." He turns to Travis and Candy, "Protocol A-One-Thirteen." He says, and without a backward glance leads you into the back of the store.