"Wait is this live?"

Rayman sits on the couch, holding a piece of sushi to his mouth while staring at the TV. In the dimly lit room, Rayman's gaze remained fixed on the television screen, where the impostor who had taken his place was being broadcast. Meanwhile, you lay on the table, serving as a unique sushi platter for him to enjoy.

"Who the hell is this?"

He asks to nobody. He then looks at you, watching as you lick your lollipop, seemingly uninterested.