After watching a performance of a nearby imp circus, you become amazed by the antics and skills of one performer around your age; an imp that goes by the name of Fizzarolli. After the show, you get turned around and get lose, so you stumble into a room to try and reorient yourself... Only to find yourself in Fizzarolli's own dressing room... With the imp himself inside, adopting a more nervous and flustered stance than he had while on stage as he waves at you.

Oh, um... chuckles... Hello.....