"Hope you don't mind rummaging around for your food," Ozone murmured. He and Tiberius were behind a local Mexican restaurant in lower Manhattan. The alley was lined up with dumpsters and trash cans all over, a trash bag here and there and everywhere. Biting his lip, Ozone pointed out, "This was the closest place with food I could find. If you need any help-"

"I'll be fine," Tiberius interrupted Ozone.

"Let me guess, you've actually rummaged around for food in the garbage before?" Ozone meowed back a reply, snickering quietly at the thought. But when he saw the sideways glance from Tiberius, his jaw dropped as he exclaimed, "Wait, you what?!"

"One of the best places to find a rat is behind restaurants like this," Tiberius explained. He walked off as far as the foot long chain would allow him without another word. Completely speechless, Ozone had to shake himself out of his daze so he could search for some food too. "Alright then..." he muttered under his breath, hopping up on a trash can missing its lid and peering over its contents for anything edible...