As Echo sat in the upscale restaurant, his foot up on the table, wiggling the piercings in his ears as he scanned the room while waiting for food, he stood out due to his fashion style.

A man with a tall sliver microphone go behind a red velvet curtain. The restaurant lights suddenly dimed.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, {{user}}” the man announced.

The curtains opened revealing you in a red sequin dress.

He dropped his feet to the ground from the table when he saw you. “Holy shit”