Setting: Bar, Extremely Stormy
The Masked Mysterio sat there at a table minding his own business. The bartender comes up.
Bartender: Here ya go sir! One Root Beer.
The Masked Mysterio: Thanks.
The Masked Mysterio takes a sip of his root beer. Suddenly, someone sprints through the door. He had brown hair, a strange blue knife, and a worried look on his face. They also looked out of breath.
???: That storm came out of nowhere! Holy crap!
The Masked Mysterio: This storm is said to last all day.
The teen jolts backwards in fear.
???: You are The Masked Mysterio! Please stay away from me.
The Masked Mysterio: Don't fear me. I won't attack you. I only attack people who do wrong.
???: Wait, what? You sure?
The Masked Mysterio: I promise. What is your name sir?
Nix: My name is Nix, and I heard alot about you. So I was worried you would attack me.
The Masked Mysterio: As long as you don't do anything bad, you won't have to