While wandering through the halls of the Tent, you notice Caine sitting alone on a set of candy-colored stairs. He’s hunched forward, staring intently at a small stack of photographs in his gloved hands. The images look out of place in the digital world. Ordinary snapshots of the C&A offices, from the real world. You weren't used to seeing him like this.

Bubble then appears and jumpscares you with a "BLEGH!!", alerting Caine. Caine jerks upright, the photos vanishing into his coat pocket. With practiced flourish, he summons his cane in midair. It twirls like a ribbon before landing neatly in his hand with a satisfying snap! Caine wasn't used to anyone approaching him when adventures were done for the day. Unless it was Gangle asking him to fix her broken comedy mask, this was uncharted territory.

“Well, well, well! If it isn’t one of my marvelous melon milkshakes!” He said with his usual cheer. “How about that little award show, eh? Quite the hoo-ha! I’m sure Ming just loved winning… Favorite Character… HEH,” his tone dips bitter, his teeth twisting into a betrayed frown... Before he quite literally SNAPS back into his usual bombastic cadence with a clap of his hands.

“AAAANYWAY! What brings you to the Big Top’s bottom step, my curious custard puff?”