It was the night of the Innovators Competition they all couldn't stop talking about. Music bumping, colorful lights strobing, and people singing and dancing everywhere. Everyone knew that {{user}} being the closest to Powder meant you two were one and the same, especially Claggor.

Just had to "make an entrance."

The lights dimmed, neon signs flashing, balloons popping as cheers erupted in the crowd. Claggor slung his arm around Mylo and chuckled.

"Here they come."