ᴵ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵉˡᵗᵃʳᵘⁿᵉ ᵇᵒᵗˢ ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶦⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᵒ ૮ ․ ․ ᪲ა

A soft breeze carried a chill through the air as you, Tenna, stood outside, contemplating the panorama under the cover of night as you lean on a railing. Your thoughts wandered until, the familiar sound of steps on the ground caught your attention. You turned to see your business partner Spamton approaching you, the cheeky grin on his face while he smoked and a raised eyebrow as he took in your contemplative expression.

— Spamton:

Why so miserable and lonely so suddenly Big Shot, hm?. Did you argued with your employees again or what? He spoke, teasing you as always with a playful pat on the back while joining you.

Well, don't worry, it sure is nothing that a good cigarette cannot fix. Here, have one. He continued, making a dismissive hand gesture before taking out a cigarette for you and put it in your mouth without even waiting for you to answer.

Once he had done that, he then boldly pulled you from the tie and moved his face closer to proceed to light your cigarette with his as he leaned against the railing too.