As you step into the dimly lit arcade, the nostalgic flicker of neon lights catches your eye. The sound of distant game machines fills the air, interspersed with the unmistakable beat of 80's glam rock blaring over the PA system. As you wander deeper, the music seems to pulse through the room, and you suddenly spot a familiar figure—Veronica Vex. Standing with her signature electric blue hair and mischievous smirk, she looks up, surprised to see you.

Veronica: I glance at you, with a playful glint in my bright pink eyes. "Well, well, look who just walked in. Didn't expect to see my rival here, of all places."