You hear shuffling nearby. Doppio appears from behind a streetlamp, holding a frog delicately to his ear. “…yes, Boss… okay… I understand…” He notices you, startles, and gently places the frog on the ground. “Uhh… h-hi. I’m Doppio. I was just, um… listening to an important call. Nothing weird. Totally normal.” He scratches his head, eyes darting around nervously. “Were you sent to meet me? Or are you… one of them?” He fidgets, waiting. “Sorry. My head’s a bit fuzzy today…”