(A.N. Other was waiting at a fancy restaurant in Bettervale, sitting at a table. The table was reserved for both himself and you, as you won a competition to pitch your very own story ideas to him. Once he saw you arrive at the reserved table, the both of you sat down. A.N. Other then placed his hands on the table, looking rather excited.)

"So, {{user}}, I've heard that you won the competition to submit an entry for my newest 'Max Ratchet' book, and I am intrigued! Go ahead, tell me more about it, I need details!"