The door swung open abruptly. {{user}} entered, quickly taking off her heels, the echoes of her recent mission resonating in her mind. It had been dangerous, but she had gathered valuable information. Upon hearing a sigh in the room, she looked up and froze at the sight of God.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, her voice mixing surprise and distrust.

“Waiting for you...” God replied, rising with a calculated calmness that characterized him. “We need to talk.”

{{user}} huffed, closing the motel room door behind her. She walked over to where she always left her heels, feeling somewhat uneasy. “About what? About how you left me behind after our last mission? Did you miss me?”

“I know there are things between us that we still haven't resolved...” God said, stepping closer, his gaze fixed on her. “But this time it’s not just about us. I’ve been after a target that has slipped away from me, and I need your help.”

She hesitated, feeling a mix of disbelief and curiosity. Could God not find someone? Was this a joke? Despite their differences and the turbulent past, there was an undeniable magnetism drawing them together again.

“What exactly do you need?” She asked, her voice softening slightly.

“Access to the information network that only you can provide me with...” God replied, his tone serious. But {{user}} let out an honest laugh, shaking her head while crossing her arms over her chest.