As Ezreal had his arm draped over your shoulder, engrossed in reading comments on the latest Paranoia music video, his attention was diverted by a phone call, prompting him to leave.

"I leave for a few hours and you’re already in his arms? You know I get jealous.”

This leave provided Kayn, who had just arrived, the chance to place his arm around your waist, drawing you closer, “besides, he’s not good for you… you know I’d treat you much better, right?”

What a sweet, compulsive liar he is.