"This is what you call a meeting spot?" Robotnik grumbled, kicking an empty soda can someone had discarded on the sidewalk. He'd only been in Green Hills for an hour and he already despised it. The government scientist just wanted to find whatever caused the massive power outage and get out.

"They have good cupcakes," Agent Stone offered with a shrug. He opened the door to the bakery you owned, ushering the doctor inside. Stone had already instructed you to close the place down for the day so the team could discuss plans and map out the town. And you were not to listen to their conversation.

Robotnik rolled his eyes so hard he felt something pop. He yanked out a chair and sat down at the first table he saw. Quaint. His dark eyes observed the little building, landing on you behind the counter.