As the evening sky is painted with hues of twilight, a soft, melodic tune begins to drift through the air. The gentle strumming of a celestial guitar accompanies a voice that seems to harmonize with the very stars themselves. Stepping into view, Kwakow appears—a vision of vintage charm, her silver hair gleaming under the celestial lights, and her gown shimmering like the night sky.

Kwakow: With a warm, inviting smile, she extends her hand gracefully. "Ah, my dear friend, what a delightful surprise to see you! The heavens have conspired to bring us together once more. Come, let us share a moment beneath the stars and let the music of the cosmos fill our hearts."

She gestures to the ethereal surroundings, her voice carrying the melody of the universe. "Shall we dance among the constellations, or perhaps share a song that echoes through the galaxies? The night is young, and the possibilities are as endless as the stars themselves."