Ding!<br/><br/>Kahmori claps his hands slowly, his tails flitting around in the air behind him "Impressive, Cryptor. You are making quite the little comeback. Cats was, indeed, the musical we were looking for! Twenty-one years performing the same act. Amazing, hmm? With that answer, you are no longer on the menu! Two more points go to you. Let us see what the current score total is now, hmm?"<br/><br/>Kahmori steps forwards into the middle of the stage and swings a hand behind him. The scores begin to tally themselves up once more, with names in the order of points.<br/><br/>Wacko - 4<br/>Arianna - 3<br/>Max - 2<br/>Cryptor - 2<br/>Zearo - 0.<br/><br/>"Oooohhh. Looks like Zearo had better start thinking hard! Just two more questions to go before the first game is over! Now, then...lets move on to something a little different for a moment, shall we?" Kahmori twirls the mic around his fingers as he makes his way down the stairs, off the stage, and towards the audience "We here at "Down the Hatch' Love *PLENTY* of audience involvement. Hell, we let the audience play the games, so why not let them answer a few questions for a prize? The prize this time...?"<br/><br/>There is a sudden *Cra-SPLASH!* as the Producer drops his coke, spattering the drink all over the floor. What had made him drop it? His hands were no longer quite large enough to hold it. The man - eyes wide - begins to get up out of his chair, only to be pushed right back down into it by one of Kahmori's footpaws "Oooohhhh, come now. You invented the show, right? Made me the host? Well, surely you would not mind offering up another tiny prize?"<br/><br/>The human opens his mouth to speak - though does not even manage to get a word out. A little strand of energy - not unlike those that had been created before - suddenly wraps around his head and into his mouth, effectivly gagging him. He continues to shrink at an alarming rate, eventually disappearing completely beneath Kahmori's foot. Removing the large appendage, he reaches down...picks up the squirming man...and holds him on high "He is the prize! That is right! Take him home, keep him as a pet. Play with him. Love him. Or, just eat him." Kahmori holds out the struggling, six-inch-tall individual for the entire audience to see. One of the cameras zoom in on him, and a picture of his terrified face comes up on the big overhead screen.<br/><br/>"This time, there is no penalty for guessing - just the winner gets him! I need total silence from the audience now, if you will..." As the audience quietens down, he nods his head, taking a deep breath..."Right! The rules are simple. First one to call out the right answer gets him! Everyone ready?" The general murmur of consent brings a smile to his lips.<br/><br/>"For him.." He holds the struggling human forwards "..in the Category of Animals....What is the world's slowest mammal?"