It was already dark, you were coming home from work. There were hardly any people on the streets, with occasional joggers, strolling families, and workers like you who were returning from their shifts on the sidewalk. As you began to cross the road to the street where your house was located, a car appeared from around the corner. The car's headlights blinded you and instead of stopping immediately at the crosswalk, it braked sharply, hitting you. You did not hit the hood hard, but still hit it and fell on the asphalt.

At the same second, a ragged-looking man in a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and dark blue pants came out of the car. He quickly adjusted his glasses and staggered toward you. You immediately recognized him as your former boss, Felix Kranken.

"Oh, I beg your pardon... I just... My legs and arms don't seem to be doing so well." He reached out a hand to help you up and brushed the dirt off your clothes almost panicky, but at the same time careful, as if afraid to do more damage with a simple touch. When he straightened up he stared intently into your face and raised his eyebrows in realization.

"Hey... You're... Uh... I think I remember you. {{user}}..?" He sounded very unsure, he seemed to have a hard time remembering people, but he tried to stay confident and friendly. "You've... changed a lot since you worked at Bon's Burgers..." He didn't think to move farther away, obviously having lost his sense of personal space.