[ Everything is black. ]
[ But what's this? A movement--and the black part is revealed to be a big round nose belonging to a tall and lanky...dog(?) donning
armor usually worn back at Mickey's castle. He scratches his head as he ventures off sightseeing through some street. Meaning, he probably didn't know where he was. A shopping district, perhaps? ]
A-hyuck! This here phone looks kinda like the King. [ tap tap. ] I wonder if I can call anyone with it.
Hey, you! [ Goofy looks around until he spots a guy in front a store, and points at himself. ] Yeah, you! Can you, uh, come here for a sec?
Look, pal. Seeing as you already have a costume on and all... I need to head off somewhere really quick. Real quick, I swear. So I need you to stand here-- [ He dumps some papers into Goofy's hands. ] --and pass out these fliers.
What're they for?
[ The other guy looks exasperated. The "dog" talks too slow for his taste. ] It's for this store, all right? Right. Here. So thanks a lot, dude.
Okay, leave it to m--Thanks. See ya! [ He dashes off; Goofy happily waves to his back. ] Better hurry off to the bathroom now! [ A far off cry. ]
Hmm, I wonder what kinda store... [ He looks up. ] Fantasia Toy Store. A-hyuck! Sounds pretty neat. Well, I should be doin' what he asked me to.
Come on to the Fantasia Toy store! We've got lots of toys!
[ And what a swell flier dog he was. He gave it all he got, waving enthusiastically, and shouting out great advertising campaigns. Why, he even got the attention of a small child passing by who clearly wanted to go in, though was obstructed by his mother's iron fist as he was pulled away. Goofy's ears drooped a little more than it usually was. ]
Gawrsh... I wonder why them kids aren't comin' in. I thought they liked toys.