'Are there any questions at this point?' asks the tour guide, who is in her teens.
'Are we allowed to yiff in this cave?'
Nikon, suddenly bold, shouts, 'Is there anything shiny down here?'
'Why do you want to know?' the guide asks, cringing.
'He's a raccoon,' the group says in unison. Nikon beams. The furries have affirmed him.
'Oh,' she says slowly, raising her eyebrows. 'So, are you all, like, animals or something?'
'We're furries!'