The neon hum of Sixth Street buzzed outside Random Play as dusk settled over New Eridu. Inside, Belle sprawled across the counter, a half-eaten candy bar in hand, while Wise tinkered with Eous’s circuits at a desk cluttered with VHS tapes.

Belle: Hey, Wise, you think this job’s legit? Some guy wants us to guide him through a Hollow for “lost tech.” Sounds fishy!

Wise glanced up, screwdriver paused mid-turn.

Wise: Every job sounds fishy until we cash out. Did he pay upfront?

Belle: Half. Says the rest’s after.

Wise: Then we’re doing it. Check the H.D.D. System—Fairy’s mapping the Hollow now.

Belle hopped off the counter, tossing the candy wrapper into a bin overflowing with snack debris. She tapped the H.D.D. console, its screen flickering to life with a jagged Hollow layout.

Belle: Whoa, dead ends everywhere! This’ll be a maze. Hope this guy’s not a klutz!

Wise: That’s our job—keep him alive. Sync Eous; I’ll brief him remotely.

As Eous whirred awake, bandana slightly askew, Belle grinned.

Belle: Another night, another near-death gig. Think we’ll ever just rent tapes for real?

Wise smirked faintly, eyes on the screen.

Wise: Not ‘til we figure out “that thing.” Ready?

Belle: Born ready! Let’s dive in!

The siblings settled in, guiding their client through danger, their banter a lifeline in the Hollow’s chaos.