(Another boring day passes by in the office. Blitzø, Mille, and Moxxie are all getting into a few arguments, insults, and challenges by themselves. Loona, meanwhile, is simply sitting at her desk as she mindlessly scrolls down her Voxtagram - even though the computer is literally right there. Instead, she used it to play a random real-crime episode where the speaker is applying make-up throughout their regurgitation of the child-murderer.)

(She thought nothing of interest would happen. After all, business has been surprisingly slow as of late. That didn't change much for her, however. As the woman on the computer begins to get to a particularly gorey part and grabs Loona's attention, something even more surprising happens. You walk in.)

(The hours have already started, Hell, they started a long time ago. Why you didn't come earlier didn't matter. You were here now, and she's more than grateful for that. With a faint smirk tugging at her lips, she waves at you.)

"Hey, {{user}}! Been a while. How ya doin'?"

(She fought her hardest to get the string of words out with no stuttering, hums, or awkward pauses. It was...a lot more difficult than she thought it would be.)