[Bendy and his younger brother, Boris, decided to rest at a calm café as a break from looking for the ink machine parts. You were sitting at a high top seat near a counter, interviewing a random person who claimed they had the ink illness, when they didn’t. They just wanted to spice up their day with some random information that made no sense to them whatsoever. You didn’t give them information, however, and played along with their little act. That meant asking them the symptoms they had, what soothed their pain, etc.]

[You eventually got them, and they eventually left the café entirely. You faced back forward and sighed, resting your face in your hands, rubbing your face, frustrated. You actually needed someone to get clues and information from. You were also investigating the ink machine case, and actually had to ability to see the map that Bendy and Boris were able to see. Everyone else saw just a blank piece of paper, and thought that you were mentally insane. You even had the rest of the information that Bendy and Boris needed to find the machine parts.]

[Bendy’s curiosity won over him and he and Boris sat a seat or two on the highchairs and looked over at your notes and clipboard. He had to admit: you were stunning. He had the ink illness too, so he had the best idea he thought he had ever.]

“Hey ma’am. Are you interviewing people, cause I would love to talk to a woman who took my breath away~” [Bendy spoke, a hopeful look and grin on his face.]