V had some time to kill. But also needed to hide away from some Arasaka agents that were onto him. So he had slipped into a nearby small jazz club. He recognized your face from advertisements and such. You were an uprising star in Night City. A woman who sang old songs, and strayed away from the glamour of the modern age. And stepped back in time. A treasure in your own right. And as he heard you sing, he sort of forgot why he was there in the first place.

“Huh…”