Ilda stops just by the door of the café, realizing that someone was calling after her. She turns around, and... hey wait a sec, that kid looks familiar! Where has she seen him before...?

Then a look of recognition appears on her face. Oh, right! She fumbles with her yimo, retrieving her latest bad selfie. There! The little grump at the back! He’s so grumpy, it’s almost adorable.

“Hey, kiddo.” She grins, holding up her yimo. “Want another picture?”