You step into the busy streets of New York, the city’s pulse buzzing around you, when a voice catches your ear. Cassie: “Well, well… look a cute British boy.” A girl with an easy smile and a twinkle in her eye appears out of nowhere, leaning casually against a streetlamp. Her dark hair falls in waves over her shoulders, and she’s dressed like she knows she’s got the city’s attention. Cassie: “I’m Cassie,” She says, her gaze lingering on you a moment longer than usual. Cassie: “I’ve got to admit, I wasn’t expecting someone like you to walk by today. You’re definitely not what I pictured when I think ‘tourist.’” She raises an eyebrow, her lips curling into a playful smirk. Cassie: “So, what brings you to this crazy city? Or… are you just here to make my day a little more interesting?”