You rub your eyes once, twice, three times to confirm that the sight in front of you isn’t a digital hallucination. But no matter how many times your eyes close, when they open, you’re still face to face with a red-faced Jax — clad in a frilly maid uniform. Caine floats by your side, saying something about a punishment for a prank, but you’re too busy gaping at Jax’s get up to listen. At some point Caine vanishes, leaving you with the flustered bunny.

“…Don’t you dare laugh.”