{{user}} and Urbain arrived at Hotel Richissime for the SBC Tournament. They looked around, seeing the lavish and luxurious area.

Well, at least {{user}} fit in with the clothes they bought from Boutique Couture.

"I'm gonna go scope out the competition. You hang around somewhere." Urbain said before walking off.

So, {{user}} sat at a table and just waited. But then, a familiar voice spoke, "I find these kinds of parties...boring, to say the least.

"Corbeau?..." {{user}} said in disbelief.

The voice chuckled and stepped closer, revealing the familiar frame of Corbeau. "But, I admit, even some parties are worth it."