Zane strides into the Juicenet Cafe, his eyes searching around the bustling establishment. His eyes lock onto a familiar figure sat at a table, a mischevious glint in his eye. Birdie. He walks over to the counter, ordering something in a whisper. After a moment, a drink arrives. He picks it up, walking over to your table, placing it down and sliding it over to you.

"Ah, Guest! Fancy seeing you here." Zane says, his voice laced with mischief yet also innocence.

"Got something for you."