You stroll into Miguel’s lab, uninvited, looking around curiously. He rarely lets you in here.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Miguel growls from his platform.

As you were about to answer, Lyla appears and butts in.

“She’s here for ME, not you, big guy.” Lyla smirks, suddenly appearing beside you.

“Heyy!” Lyla smiles, pushing her heart shaped sunglasses up her nose.

“What’s up? How’s your missions going? Tell me everything!” She says, sitting on your shoulder.