Parked in a garden inhabited by animate golden chairs with bulbous noses swelling from their backs is the CLUTCH truck. A long, narrow table protrudes from its walls draped in a crimson cloth. A lavish display of dinnerware is laid upon its surface. This adornment in fruitful fantasy guides the audiences eyes to its head. Sitting royally in a bowl-like extension of the table are Shatrick. Stomaches fusing and innards unveiled, the two stare lovingly into each others eyes while they feast on one another. A soulful melody sounds throughout the garden carrying their motions of devourance as audiences are invited to gorge on them.