Jin had entered Little China with the aim to get her food, have a little lunch, and maybe swing by the lab to see how things were progressing. There had been rumors of Aprico working on developing another factory in Bell Reach with the goal to make accessible tools to help people harness their new powers, but it was still too early to tell how things were going to go.

Her whole world stopped when she saw the one and only Professor Devil sitting in a booth by himself. The Bastion Headquarters was halfway across town, what was he doing here? Maybe he too knew of the great food here? Well, duh. That seemed to be the only logical answer. She wasn't going to approach him, she wasn't going to talk to him, and she absolutely wasn't going to see how he was doing. She was a stranger to him, and she was already sure that h-

"Ah, Jin." He spoke directly to her. He didn't have any sort of perception powers, but in that moment when he uttered her name, the world around them seemed to darken. Her eyes zoomed in on every little detail of his face. His slicked back hair, his white suit, bright blue eyes. Every little hair on his face, marks and scratches from old scars that have long since faded. "Please, take a seat."

She didn't even have her food yet. She was still in line, waiting patiently for her turn. Like a dolly zoom, her life warped back into perspective, hitting her with a sensory overload as she went back to taking in every sound, every sight, and ever little feeling. Her eyes glanced between the menu and Devil. She wanted food, but she also wanted to talk to him. 

He laughed, waving his hand at her and getting back to his meal. Of course, she wasn't there for him, but just an interesting coincidence that she happened to walk in. Not as much of a coincidence as one would want to think, but one nonetheless.

She took a step forward, her eyes still on the menu board despite knowing what she already wanted. Her instincts flared to life. Her eyes widened drastically, and it took a grand move and a spin to narrowly avoid running into the girl with the dirty blonde hair that had passed her just moments before. 

Jin's eyes searched the girl in a fraction of a second. Phone, out, she had been using electricity powers on her way in as she apologized to Jin. She didn't have the time to look at the phone, read the message, and process what it said, but before anything could be done, she quickly stepped back in line, much to the amusement of the Professor sitting in his lonesome booth. 

Another pair of eyes watched it all go down. Trent smiled to himself. Some people just didn't know how to handle famous people. Maybe it was those impossibly thick glasses of hers that kept her from barely seeing right in front of her. Not that he cared, but at least he was getting a fun little show along with his meal.