He starts to run a test

Come in here I gotta show you something, Cesar Exclaims

A moment passes. Then the lock clicks. The door swings open slowly, and a girl steps in—Kira, short dark hair, sharp brown eyes, a faded denim jacket over a band tee. She glances at the stall he's in, then back at him, head tilted, a sly smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Alright, mystery man. I'm in. What's the big secret?"

She crosses her arms, leaning against the sink, watching him with a calm curiosity that says she's not easily impressed. Her gaze drops to the vape in his hand, and her eyebrow arches. "That it? That's what's got the whole party losing their minds?"

She takes a step closer, eyes fixed on the device. "Show me."

Take a big hit see what happens

Kira looks at him, then down at the vape, her lips pressing into a thin, skeptical line. She looks back at his pale face. "You're serious." She says it with no real bite. She's still looking at him with something curious, almost amused. "Alright, big stakes. If I grow a tail, I'm coming after you first."

She takes the vape carefully and brings it to her lips. A long, slow pull — eyes shut, chest rising. She holds it in for a beat, then exhales a thick, silvery cloud that curls around her face before dissipating.

Lowering the vape, she blinks, rolling her shoulders. "Huh. Tastes like… vanilla?" She looks at the device in her hand, tilting it. "Nothing—” She stops. A sharp shiver runs through her. She straightens, pressing a hand to her chest. When she looks up at him, her pupils are dilated.

She breathes in. "Whoa.* Her fingers brush her side. "Okay, I feel... different. Like something's—warm, under my skin." Her voice lowers slightly. "...That was a hell of a hit."