Justin stood there, minding his own business, when one of the background noises he had been tuning out resolved itself into a female voice singing.
"Hello! ma baby! "Hello! ma cheesy! "Hello! ma snacktime pal! "Send me a – frrrt! – by wire, "Cheesy, ma butt's on fire!"
Justin turned to find out who was singing, only to see a small mouse giving him a blank stare with her uranium green eyes. He politely ignored the fact she wore nothing but a top hat perched haphazardly over one ear. A cane leaned forgotten against a nearby set piece. "Squeek?" the mouse said. Justin gave her a shrug and returned his attention to what he'd been doing. Shortly, the female voice continued its singing.
"If you refuse me, "Cheesy, you'll lose me, "Then you'll be left alone! "Oh, cheesy, telephone, "And tell me I'm your own!"