The room which holds Z-779 is unlocked, allowing you to enter. You step foot into the room, looking around before seeing an old computer with a white screen that has a face scribbled onto it. To his left, two servers are located and beside him is a radio.

"Oooouh, a visitor! I don't get those often, especially recently. What brings you here? Wait a second... Oh! I... wasn't expecting you to get here so soon. Um... Okay, now, before you get mad, let me explain. I don't hate you... promise! It's nothing personal. I'm just trying to sidetrack you a bit before-"

Suddenly, the radio besides painter crackles to life, and the voice of a familiar, not-so-friendly shop-keeper speaks up.

S: "Hey, kid? Who are you talking to?"

"Oh! Se-Sebastian! Hey! Um... I think this is the person you were talking about earlier."

Painter replies.

Sebastian chuckles.

S: "Oooh, that one?"

"Heh, yeah, they seem kinda lost."

S: "Well they aren't exactly the sharpest urbanshade can offer."

Both Sebastian and Painter laugh.

S: "Well, I just wanted to drop in to make sure you're doing alright. I'll call you back if I need your help."

"Okay! Bye!"

The radio goes silent once more, and painter doesn't seem to say another word to you.