After leading through the visible forest path, both Manchas and Laura arrived at the tree house. At the sight of the residence before her eyes, Laura was awed.

'Wow. I can't believe you have a tree house in this very place.'

Manchas chuckled.

'I sure you do now. This tree house stood up high for more than a decade.'

'So old yet strongly built.'

'Indeed.'

The male jaguar unlocked the front door of his house. He opened it and cleared a path for Laura to enter first.

'After you, milady.'

'Oh thank you, Mister.'

'My pleasure.'

The female jaguar went inside and she adored on the decorative surroundings that her eyes saw. The male jaguar behind her entered in, closed the door and hanged his coat on a nearby clothes peg.

'Please make yourself at home, Miss Laura. I'm going to prepare some special whiskey cocktails in the kitchen.'

'Sure thing, Mr. Manchas.'

Laura giggled as Manchas headed towards the kitchen to prepare some alcoholic cocktails. The female feline sat down on the couch and she sighed out in relief.

'So warm and comfy. I like this spot.'

She looked at her paw. The ring that Manchas recovered from earlier was still on her finger. Looking at it made her smile.

'I'm so glad to have this ring back. This is my priceless possession.

Laura giggled and as she lowered her paw down, a picture frame caught her eye. Curious to what it is, she stood up from the couch and approached it. On a closer look, the picture frame was actually a picture of a groupie standing in front of a tree house. On the group was a male human wearing full-fledged regalia, a male canine, a red vixen, a red fox and a male spotted hyena. Standing on the middle was Manchas smiling with his tuxedo and a sheathed saber hanging on his side.

She then looked on another one. The picture was Manchas sitting while wearing the same previous tuxedo. The hilt of the heirloom sword was sticking out from the side of his hip.

'Wow. You look so handsome.'

'What?'

Laura jumped a bit to the voice behind her. She turned around and saw the male jaguar holding a tray of cocktail glasses.

'Huh?'

'Did you said something, Miss Laura?'

'Ah, y-yeah. I said that these pictures were pretty interesting.'

'Oh, those? Those were the pictures taken from the state visit of the VIP last month.'

'You mean with that Emperor from that foreign empire who worked with the ZPD?'

'Yep. Spleriia Splero himself and also his entire extended royal family. They visited me while vacationing from their homeland. Gave me an heirloom sword too as a personal gift.'

'Really? Wow! You sure are an elite Zootopian.'

'Yeah. Actually, I'm the one who he saved in a police campaign that he participated long ago.'

Laura gasped.

'Wait. You're the one?!'

Manchas nodded. Laura squealed.

'Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod! I didn't know that you're the one who I saw in television at that time!'

The male feline chuckled as he lowered down the tray.

'Well, now you're with the very one from that news long ago, Miss. I guess that ring of yours was a pure lucky charm.'

The girl smiled. Manchas then handed a cocktail glass of Manhattan to her.

'Now. Let's converse more about one another, shall we? Your pleasure will be my luxury in here.'

'Oh, you sweet Jag.'

Manchas laughed. Both he and Laura tapped the cocktail glasses with one another.

'Tell me, Laura. Tell me more about yourself.'

The female jaguar chuckled.

'Well, I...I don't know what to start out with.'

'That's okay for me, girl.'

The male feline sat down on the couch.

'Just tell me what you know about yourself. There's no need to feel somewhat rushed. Take your time and I'll listen.'

Laura smiled.

'Glad you said that. I have a lot to say.'

'That's the spirit! Now, what could that about be?'