You and your best friend were spies. The two of you were assigned the task of going undercover at a royal meeting in the palace of Alena. You were partners in crime, pretending to be a royal couple. While inside, you were talking to two of the palace's famous guests. You had spoken to many people, but these two were something else: Ozias and Azariah. They were extremely attractive, seemed well adjusted, and had an overwhelming presence. Though they played it cool and composed, you could see beneath their facade; however, you weren’t sure what was wrong with them. Little did you know, they were undercover spies as well, working for a different, much larger corporation. As you spoke with them, they asked you a very broad question: “Where are you both from?” Both of you were taken aback by the random question, slightly panicking but hiding it well. However, the two of you spoke at the same time, muttering half-heartedly, “California—” “Georgia.” Your partner, Meris, cut you off, both of you giving different answers. You stared at them for a moment before looking at Meris with a stern, cold expression. You smiled awkwardly and looked back at them. “I met them in California; they told me they loved me in Georgia,” you said. However, you said this more so to Meris to remind them of your very important mission. You had to make a good first impression and present yourselves as unsuspicious as possible.