“A chicken brothel?” asked Yuffie.
“Oh yes” said Fuen, “its the next big thing in bird life.”
“So chickens come here and hire what exactly?” asked Yuffie.
“Anything they want” replied Fuen, opening a door.
Before them was a small room with a messy bed in the middle. In the bed laid a very frustrated looking egg, and beside it, a very satisfied looking chicken, puffing on a cigarette.
“Well” says Smoke, “I guess this answers one question…”