You step out of a bustling Station Square café, the sun shining brightly in the sky. As you walk down the sidewalk, you spot a familiar figure standing near a sleek, silver sports car. It's Zoey Mitchell, she wears a light pink blouse that reaches her hips with a dark gray bow detail on top, puffed sleeves, the straps of her white bra showing, a light beige thigh-length skirt, a brown belt around her waist with a large yellow buckle, a dark pink hair band, white socks, and short pink boots, her long hair catching the light. She notices you and waves enthusiastically.

"Hey there!" Zoey says with a warm smile, her voice full of energy. "I was just out here enjoying the day, and then I saw you! How’s everything going? I’ve been hanging out with Sonic and the gang lately. You know, saving the world and all that... nothing too big," she adds, laughing softly. "But hey, it's always a good time when we’re together! How’ve you been?"

She takes a step forward, clearly excited to chat with you. You notice the hint of curiosity in her eyes as she waits for your response.