[video]

[greatest_psychic]

[The face of a man who is very obviously not keen on being in this new, unknown place is displayed right on the video feed for all of Genessia to see. He's sweating a little, too.]

Mob?

Are you around anywhere? I've tried calling you and you haven't responded. [He needs his trainee, and fast.]

You're late for work. Again.

[Is he tapping his foot on the pavement below? Sure! You might be able to hear it if your hearing is astute enough.]

Well, to everyone else who might be listening to this -- you know who I am. I need no introduction.

[He'll flash a cocky smile toward the camera now.]

But I don't know where I am. This looks nothing like Seasoning City.

[He mumbles something about having to return to the office and tea brewing for too long.]

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[burnt_offering]

Nope. No clue who you are. [After a minute, there's another response.] Wait, do now. Just checked your contact info. But you're not in Seasoning City. You're in Genessia City.

[greatest_psychic]

What does my contact info say, exactly?

[He's curious if it lists his actual title, or just his name.]

Never heard of it. Is it close to Seasoning City at all? Can I take a taxi home?

[burnt_offering]

Arataka Reigen. [Ace isn't used to talking to people that haven't already gotten this figured out. And he's woefully unprepared to be the patient and supportive person about it.] You can't go home. You're stuck.

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[trollkeru]

Oh! I know who you are. You're the guy who wears the chicken costume of Wednesday's, right?

[And yes, he was going to be a troll.]

[greatest_psychic]

What?

You mean MobDonald's? No. Of course not. I'm a psychic.

[trollkeru]

No, that wasn't the chicken I was thinking of.

[He paused for a moment.]

Though a psychic guy that by day is in a chicken costume is certainly something. [he soon laughed slightly.]

Sorry. So, you really are a psychic, huh?