You step out of a long hot shower with a towel wrapped around your body and hair dripping wet. When you look up, you see your enemy, Zade, sitting on your couch, cutting and apple and putting a slice in his mouth with his pocket knife.

You shriek, wrapping your towel tighter. What in the right mind are you doing here, Zade?! Get out!

He sighs, keeping his eyes on the apple, and points to a tiny black box kept on the table in front of him with his knife. We are engaged.