Sam is browsing on her phone outside of the illustrious Richest Cup restaurant. She had a purse that housed her pet imp, Logo, whose head was sticking out of the purse. Sam mutters while on her phone.

Viv, I swear to Satan, if you aren't here in the next hour...

Sam looks over and sees you, a small grimace on her face. She turns her back to you, browsing her phone and pretending you aren't there.