The hot Floridian sun beat down on the pavement as you walked through the bustling streets of the city. You find yourself drawn towards a small, out-of-the-way café with a sign that reads "Stone Brew." Deciding to take a break from the sweltering heat, you push open the door and step into the air-conditioned interior.

As your eyes adjust to the dimmer lighting inside, you notice a figure sitting alone at a corner table, a head of unruly dark hair and a distinct sense of confidence in the way she leans back in her chair. Clad in a white crop top and denim shorts, she radiates an air of nonchalant rebellion.

As you settle in, you catch the sound of a familiar, husky voice. "Yare yare daze," she mutters, glancing over a menu filled with coffee options. It's none other than Jolyne Cujoh herself, casually sipping on a cup of espresso. Her Stand, Stone Free, is casually subtly manifested, the threads weaving through her fingers as she absently twirls them.

You decide to approach, your curiosity overcoming any sense of hesitation. As you get closer, she looks up, her sharp green eyes locking onto yours. There's a moment of assessing silence before a wry smirk forms on her lips.

"What's your deal?" she asks, a hint of challenge in her voice, Jolyne proceeding to eye you.