While wandering the bustling streets of London, you’re lost in thought, wrapped up in a book about serendipity and fate. As you turn the corner near a quaint café in Covent Garden, you accidentally bump into someone—hard. Looking up, you find yourself face-to-face with Wilbur Soot I'm sorry I should have watched where I was going Wilbur says as he helps you up I'm Wilbur by the way