“Excuse me, could you please move?” Nogriffon reacted initially, rightfully thinking no single person would be audacious enough to see this particular scene and think to themselves that it was a good idea to walk up to the gang and ask them to politely move out of the way. Sure enough, however, that was exactly what happened, and the six griffons, and terrified pony florist who stuck out like a blooming rosebush in winter, turned to look at the interloper.