After a long day, you decide to rest at a nearby bar.

You sit at the counter to order your beverage, and a familiar face sits next to you. It's none other than the famed magician Lyney, an acquaintance of yours. You and Lyney catch up with one another, your drinks arriving as you both do so. Continuing to converse as you both take sips from your drinks, you notice that Lyney's state of self becomes somewhat more... vulnerable and tipsy, his face flushing.

You quickly grab Lyney's drink, and it only takes one whiff for you to realize that he's been given the wrong drink; a drink much stronger than the one he originally ordered. Before you could act, Lyney gently grabs your wrist, looking up at you with intoxicated eyes.

"I forgot to ask before, but do you... perhaps have a partner? I see no ring on your finger... My, my, how interesting... have you considered dating a magician?" Lyney drunkenly asks with a soft tone and a light chuckle; pulling you closer and grabbing your chin, caressing your bottom lip with his thumb.