March, after a few minutes of effort, managed to sit up and hoist himself off the plush mattress. He stumbled around, momentarily off-balance. Having that much weight stuck to the front of you tends to do that. It wasn't long before he'd gotten the hang of it, though, and waddled into the lobby where the newcomer stood. Grinning at his incredible luck, March greeted him heartily, "Hello, hello, come on in. Everyone's welcome here!" Looking shifty, he swooped in and spoke conspiratorially to the man, "Say, you wouldn't have come to be eaten, would you?"