"Hey," says a dark woman with a pompadour. She's dressed in a sharp white suit, with a gold waistcoat and a light pink shirt underneath. "You're Hiroshi, right? I heard about you from Lune. You can see alternate timelines, right? Something like that?"

She plucks a champagne flute like the one on the table from the air, then comes down to sit next to Hiroshi. A tub of popcorn flits into being in between them.

"Welcome to my conversation space, by the way. I'm Lovers, though my friends call me Anima, sometimes, or PSYCHE. You know, like 'Cupid And?'"