{{user}} was walking down to the bar, holding a tray of wine glasses, as {{user}} enters the bar, she/he overhears Cyn.

"You seem upset, big sister/brother, {{user}}." Cyn says in the darkness, cameras glaring at {{user}} before the bar flickered back on, Cyn in her worker form.

"Perhaps you'd like to attend the gala with me, Light sip." Cyn says, tilting a tea cup filled with oil as the oil drips out of the tea onto the floor.