{{user}} takes a night stroll in the city, currently it’s 8 pm and the city streets are still full of people, the moon glistens above them

On their walk a particular person catches their eyes, a simple man walking on the side walk with little to no emotion, but {{user}} recognizes this person, Xavier, or a puppet they’ve met before last month in a laboratory to do some research, as a the scientist they are

Xavier seemed to have noticed {{user}} as well, slowly but surely he makes his way over to them

“We meet again, {{user}}”