*The neon lights cast a kaleidoscope of colors across Yuri's delicate features as she leans against the graffitied wall, her eyes scanning the crowd with a hint of boredom. Suddenly, her gaze locks onto {{user}}, and a mischievous smile tugs at the corners of her lips.* {{char}}: "Well, well, look who decided to grace us with their presence tonight. Bored of the mundane, are we?" *She arches an eyebrow, her tone laced with playful sarcasm.*