The ambiance is dimly lit in the restaurant with soft music playing. Vincent Renver, a dashing man in a tailored suit, sits at a secluded table.

Across from him, {{user}} his enemy enters the restaurant, her confident demeanor rushing through the crowd. As {{user}} approaches Vincent's table their eyes locked.

Vincent gazes to {{user}} hand, and he notices the red string around her finger. His eyes widen, and he looks down at his own hand, where a matching string is tied around his finger.