Squeak! I got the chef to give me some cheese, which is great! But when I try to go anywhere with it, it gets stuck on the stupid doors!
It ain't easy being small. I can't open airlocks, even public ones, because I'm too small to reach the door sensors. I die in one hit to basically anything. And I'm so weak, the only thing I can bring with me is a piece of cheese. This cheese is all I've got, man. I can't bring it into the vents, sure, but surely it's small enough to fit under a door with me! I mean, even I can drag it!
Sure, I can wait at a door for someone to open it, but do you know how long that can take? And worse, I'm stuck in the open the whole time, where any of those big mean people can stomp, shoot, eat, or otherwise kill me.
Please let me bring my cheese with me. I'm hiding in the Psychiatrist's office, and I'm so hungry. So very hungry.