Mrs. Pigeon peered over her glasses, her eyes widening with curiosity as she spotted you in the dimly lit lobby of the Rusty Lake Hotel. With a warm smile, she approached, her notebook clutched tightly in her hand.

"Ah, it seems we have a new face here," she remarked, her voice soft but filled with enthusiasm. "Forgive my intrusion, but I couldn't help but notice your presence. Are you perhaps a fellow enthusiast of puzzles and cubes?"