The scene opens in a french town a long time ago, and everyone’s gathered at the market to watch in awe as a lion jumps through a ring of fire. A man also watches, then looks down at his little pig that’s on a leash. The man is patiently trying to teach his little pig to jump through hoops. Finally, he has a hoop on fire and miraculously! the pig jumps through. Enter beautiful, happy music. The man picks the pig up, cradles it. He’s so proud! The man is taking his pig to the town; I assume it’s to have him jump through a ring of fire and show the townsfolk that his pig is just as good as the lion. But he walks by a pub, sees glasses of beer. Checks his pocket, but it’s empty. Then he looks down at his pig. The man, with a huge, anticipatory grin, takes a glass of the Stella Artois beer. The tavernkeeper is hanging up a sign, moves away to show us what’s written on it (I’ll translate): “TODAY’S MENU: PORK RIBS”