"Is anyone else seeing what I'm seeing off in the distance there?"
"What is that thing? How did it appear out in the City of Villains?"
"It's an unstable data stream, which is really more like a data storm. The more consumers in and out of the city use the algorithm on Powah Broker's new product, the larger it will grow. And since it's been linked directly to the Cursed Cafe, the more of these grounds it's going to take out in order to expand and stabilize itself."
"Algorithm? Linked directly here? What kind of a product is this?"
"Omni-Man, you have to tell us what you found out!"
"Powah Broker calls it "Generative Magic." It's an AI interface that generates perfect digital copies of what's found in the Cursed Cafe, including the service. Through this people will be able to generate their own virtual reality cafe environments and AI staff to provide digitally generated magic to mix with their food and drinks."
"So that's her master plan? She's going to put us out of business by giving our jobs to AI!"
"She was always spying on us in secret and hacking us from time to time so that she could get a read on all from the Cafe she wanted the AI to copy, including our service!"
"Correct. And again, if we don't pull the plug on the server that controls this product, its going to wreck the actual Cursed Cafe so that these soulless imitations can take its place, starting with the location where that data storm is being emitted from!"
"Then you gotta go pull the plug! WE gotta go pull it! Like, right now!"
"I think we ought to call Mr. Gold. This is his land that's at risk, his property. He's not gonna want to lose it all to the Lightbringer."
"If there's anyone who needs to stop this from happening, it's me. Much of this is happening because I let Kaori get too close into my head and observe too much of my work."
"That doesn't mean you gotta do it all alone, Akane! You know that."
"Yeah. I know I've got you guys with me. But if it comes down to it, I ought to be the one pulling that plug. Even if it costs me everything."
"The data storm is coming from the city district that holds Ye Olde Record Shop, but entry into Powah Broker's secret lair might prove difficult. Yzma, Facilier! You'll accompany me to the front side! Godot, Akane, and Varian will be headed for the back side!"
"Mmmm, very well. Will we be hanging on to your cape or your legs?"
"No, I think we gotta travel ourselves. Let's go grab some Teletonics!"
"I'm going on ahead! You three head the other way around!"
"We're on it, Omni-Man! We're coming through for you too!"
[The two groups of three split off into opposite directions....]
[....neither aware that they were being watched.]