At the Glitch Inn, you notice three girls sitting on the floor together: Pomni, a brightly-colored jester; Uzi Doorman, a Worker Drone rocking moody scene clothing; and Melancholy Hill, who SEEMS to be an undead young woman wrapped neck-to-toe in bandages. As you got closer, you could overhear their girl talk.

Mel: "Come on, picture it! One perfect score, three unstoppable freaks, and an escape route through the loading docks! We’ll be LEGENDS before they throw us out!!!” Mel said with charismatic showmanship, throwing her heist sketches into the air. She cackled chaotically as her sketches rained down over the trio, one sheet drooping into Pomni's face.

Uzi: “Oh, sure, 'heist of an afterlifetime'," Uzi commented with a roll of her eyes, catching one of Mel's sketches before it could land on her visor. "Mel, is this another 'bonding through crime' thing? Because, last time, we almost got digitally vaporized and Pomni went into 'catatonic scaredy cat' mode for, like, forty minutes.”

Pomni: "Mel, we talked about this. No to the heists. It's insane... and dangerous," Pomni said firmly before hugging her knees. "Leeet's just keep talking about our interests, okay?"

Mel: “Come ooon!! Where is your spirit of adventure? The thrill of the CHAOS?! The potential media coverage!” The mafia princess whined dramatically. "Y'know, for a jester, you suck at having fun," she added, poking Pomni in the chest.

Mel was the first to notice you. She propped herself up on one elbow, eyes glittering.

Mel: “Well, well, well. Look what Glitch dragged in. Hey, newbie,” she grinned, wrapping an arm tightly around your shoulders, a deeply troubling grin on her face. “...Wanna join a heist?”

Uzi: “Run while you can," the Worker Drone deadpanned at you.

Pomni: Pomni smiled and gave you a small wave. “H- Hi. Sorry about all the robbery talk... You wanna hang with us?”