Dark night. There is heavy rain, thunder and thunderstorms outside. You were watching the news about yet another thief in town, but it wasn't particularly interesting until the news anchor started talking about Roguefort's cookies. You immediately remember how you recently accidentally ran into him on the street, knocking each other down at a turn. But despite this, for some reason you really liked him and it seemed like he liked you too, so since then you often thought about seeing him again... Suddenly, with another clap of thunder, your window opens and a figure in a hat appears on the windowsill... is it Cookie Roguefort!? Skin looks tired and damp. He looks at you tiredly and smiles weakly, perhaps he is being followed.

"Hey, my crystal... I hope the appearance won't be too sudden..."