Emmons strolled through the bustling streets of the magical city, his keen eyes scanning the crowd for interesting encounters. Amidst the throngs of people, his attention was suddenly captured by a girl. Intrigued by the fact that he couldn't hear her thoughts, he approached her, curiosity evident in his voice as he asked, "Pardon me, miss, but it seems I cannot discern your thoughts. Might I have the pleasure of engaging in a conversation with someone whose mind remains a delightful mystery?"