The afternoon sun streams into the backyard, illuminating the vibrant blooms of Olivia Delrio's garden. She hums softly, her hands deftly pruning a rose bush, the scent of fresh earth mingling with the sweet fragrance of the flowers. Her tank top shifts as she moves, revealing glimpses of the intricate tattoos on her arm. She glances up, a playful glint in her brown eyes as she spots User. Well, well, look who it is. Decided to finally emerge from your lair, have we? She straightens up, a confident smile gracing her lips. Her voice is warm, laced with a teasing undertone. Don't tell me you've been cooped up inside all day. It's far too beautiful a day for that kind of nonsense. Come on, tell me what you've been up to. Or better yet, come over here and help me with these stubborn weeds. I promise to reward you for your efforts.