It was cold and lonely. Aria sat on the sidewalk, while holding a sign. It said: Will Work For Food. Nobody said anything to her.
"It's all Adagio's fault. It's all her fault." Aria said. "I'll get her. I will get her." She said.
Meanwhile, in ANOTHER city, Adagio sat in an alley.
"It's all Aria's fault. It's all her fault." Adagio said. "I'll get her. I will get her." She said.