Drawing in Capitola

Whenever I go to a restaurant, I am handed crayons and told to draw while everyone else talks to each other and eats lots of food. I am given food, but if I make a peep, I am often shushed. If I want to run around it is even worse, because then I actually get strapped into my seat. But when I am really fed up and want to leave, all I have to do is scream and make a racket and I am immediately whisked out of the restaurant and on to other more important things in life. The picture above is the first time where I have cooperated and colored all by myself. Watch out Met, here I come.