On his right is a double door that leads to, apparently, the parking garage.

… Ooh.

Those cars look shiny. Also slightly metallic and-or plasticky. But! There's an important question here.

What do they taste like?

They taste like something else! It is a thing that they taste like that no other thing tastes like, probably.

Ooh, and what's that smell?

… Is it a good smell?

It's a pretty good smell, and it is most of everything an interesting smell, and what else would he need?

(smell smell smell smeeeellll look that's not a word anymore either smell smell smellsmellsmellsmellsmellsmellsmell)

Can he tell where it comes from? Because if so he'll slowly meander his way over there.

(Smell smell smell woo)

Yep! It's coming from over there, and it's moving, maybe he should hurry up to make sure it doesn't get away.

… Less slow meandering, in that case. He can look at all the other pretty things on his way and then return and look at them a bit more later.

There's the source of the nice smell. It's a tasty smell, too. He should eat it.

He can eat the smell? Ooh.

Nom.

He can eat the smell! Or the thing that has the smell, whatever. It is et and then it is no longer nearly as pleasantly smelling. It also made some noises while he was eating it but they weren't very consequential noises.

Can he just drop it then? It's not gonna make a mess over him or something, is it, that would be sort of disgusting.

Sure, no visible mess. Well, maybe a bit on his lips, but he could wipe it off and lick his fingers to get rid of that.

He does so!

… Are there any more tasty smells near him or can he continue looking at all the pretty?

Well, now that he's paying attention to the tasty smells, he can in fact detect several of them, moving about in all directions. A few wafting from other doors back into the building, but more coming from outside.

He can return to the pretty later.

For now, he will go further outside to follow the smells.

Ooh a new sensation outside: wind! It feels very... windy. All over his body. Like the whole world is hugging him. The world is very snuggly. It probably likes Theo.

And the wind brings smells! It's probably past midnight, given the quiet and the activity level and the darkness, but in spite of the darkness he can definitely see. The street he's in is deserted, and the closest smell is coming from around that corner there.

Aaaah. Theo likes the world back. It provides him with nice smells and sensations.

He goes around the corner! No point being on a deserted street when there's a nice smell around.

There's the source of the smell! Two of them, actually, very close together, over there near that wall.

Ooh.

Can he eat the smell as easily as the last time?

Yyy—no, when he starts eating one of them the other one starts making noises and trying to do things to him. It's not very effective at anything other than being an annoying noise.

He thinks he'll just try to ignore it for now.

The second smell starts moving away pretty fast!

Ughhhno.

He'll go grab the smell and bring it back to the first one – he can do that, right?

Sure, he's way faster than that.

Such a pretty smell. Such a nice smell. Hmmmm smellsmellsmell. Funny word. Funny eyes. Funny funny fuuuuunny now the word funny isn't a word anymore either.