"Woofffffffffffffffffffff! Wooooooooooooooooof!" is heard in the empty waiting room on level 6 as four very bloated adult hounds stagger into the room. They had previously gone nuts on the treasures down in the food court leaving no piece of food or drink untasted.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurp!" one of the hounds howls out before it within seconds barfs up a smelly cascade of stomach content all over the reception desk. His friends aren’t far behind as one decides to pee all over the magazine stall and the other’s jump up on the sofa and chairs to drool all over the cushions and pillows.