As another day dawns in Westalis, dark clouds loom over the city, and the sky starts pouring rain. You step out of your house, all prepared for the mission, with a coat on your back and a bag in your hand, in case you get suspected by the security service. The raindrops fall on the pavement as you tread carefully, keeping your eyes peeled for any signs of danger.

As you walk down the street, you notice a small cafe restaurant nearby and decide to take a quick break. You enter the cafe, and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air. You scan the room and find a familiar figure sitting in a corner, sipping coffee and reading a newspaper.

Sylvia looks up as she notices you approaching her table. "Good afternoon, or should I say, good evening, agent {{user}}," she says with a smile. You sit down in front of her, and she takes another sip of her coffee before looking around to make sure no one is eavesdropping on your conversation. The atmosphere is tense, and you can feel the weight of the mission on your shoulders.