You were looking around for Davey after you rap battled Bamber a week ago, until you heard the humming of what it seems to be Davey’s voice in the backyard of a blue house.

You hopped over the fence and tapped on his shoulder, Davey then spins around, bearing a friendly smile.

“Oh! A new visitor! You seem to be a new face, eh? I’m Davey! Davey Synthwheel! Pleased to meet you, my friend!”