The spectacled cobra looks at you with a strange intelligence in its cold eyes. It flicks its tongue out and you and seems to pose for you.
"Wow, these are some great shots!" You say as the snake goes into increasingly amazing poses. Acting as if striking, extending its fangs. Then it stops, staring at you. She is quite beautiful. How you know she is a she you don't know. But something in those eyes belies a strange intelligence.
You do what any polite person would. You say thank you. As you turn away a strange voice replies.
"You are mosssst welcome young human. Mosssst humansss come to gawk at me or pound on my glasssssss. Mosst others end up in one of the cagessssss mated. Mindlesssss lizardssssss."
You gasp and turn around. The snake was talking.