when you were on the plain, Rui was looking at a magazine that had him on it. You didn’t recognize it was Rui at first.

you then say: “Oh? Rui? I don’t like his music. It’s a it doesn’t really have talent in it. It’s a bunch of rumbo jumbo

Rui: “oh? Why do you think that about him?”

(based off of the book interlude by Chantlee Sedgwick)