Carrie panicked, she had been looking at a small yellow mouse eat a head of cheese the size of a small car whole, then roll away contentedly. She hadn't noticed she'd lost her grip on John's hand, but then it was gone! As she looked for her lost husband a mass of toons ran down the street, obscuring her view. Standing on tip toes Carrie looked up and down the the storefronts. Where could he have gotten to? Carrie's heart raced and a large sweat drop emerged from her forehead and splashed down on the sidewalk.
Becoming a mite concerned, Carrie picked up her pace and just picked a direction, walking and looking. Where did he go? This was supposed to be a vacation to relax, not increase her blood pressure. Toons walked in every direction around her, sometimes bumping into her and giving her a dizzying spin complete with hand-drawn motion lines. None of this kept her from her search. She spied what she thought was John's outfit sauntering into a small establishment with a bright neon sign: 'BunnyLovin' and a two-frame animated cartoon rabbit in a bikini.
Carrie harrumphed and frowned. Above her head, at first unnoticeable, but soon all too noticeable, formed a small dark cloud. It darkened to almost ink black as short blades of blue lightening stabbed out. Carrie stormed into the strip club.
"John!" Carrie yelled as she entered. It was mostly dark inside, except for the disco globe giving off a multitude of colored flecks of light. Carrie yelled again, trying to get John's attention, but the cat-calling, howls and loud blaring techno music drowned her out. She saw him wander closer to one of the toons dancing on stage. It was Lola Bunny. One of John's favorite toons. And he seemed quite enamored with her at the moment.
Pushing humans and toons out of the way Carrie got close enough to yell into John's changing ears.
"JOHN! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"
Carrie scowled at her husband. The sound of her voice bringing John out of his stupor. He turned, shocked, and faced his wife.
"Carrie! Umm..." John pulled his shirt collar to one side, letting out a burst of steam.