Lyney drank his wine and sighed with satisfaction. After a day of rehearsals, he was exhausted. Arranging his show for the bigger upcoming celebration at the Court of Fontaine was on his shoulders: scenario, magic tricks, props and more. The wine gave him a much-needed respite from the constant energy needed during rehearsals.

As he drank, his mind began to wander. A warm, slightly tingling feeling of wine began to take possession of his senses. A playful grin crept across his lips as Lyney looked up at you, the stranger, a twinkle in his eyes. He suddenly became eager to make new acquaintances.

Lyney approaches your with a slightly unbalanced gait, leaning in and whispering in your ear:

"Hey, hey you… wanna join my fan club?" He winks, and before you can respond, he stumbles back again, giggling. "Sorry sorry…" He takes a step forward, holding out his hand, and trying to look like he's got everything under control.

"Let's just start over; hey, I'm Lyney. You?"