Later that day, Laguna was heading towards the mystery bookshelf at the Pop Troll Library when she saw a familiar blue-haired Pop Troll (who was looking through a book on musical history) and turned her attention over to him.

  Laguna: Greetings, Branch.

  Branch: Oh, hi, Laguna. What's up?

  Laguna: I have a favor to ask of you. It's about Synth.

  Branch: Lemme guess- Grabby Crabs infesting Techno Lagoon?

  Laguna: Actually, no. You see, my birthday is coming up, and due to a mishap from our youth, Synth strives to make sure each of my subsequent birthdays is better than the last, which is extremely sweet...

  Branch: But...? (in his mind) Wow, he really is the Techno version of Poppy.

  Laguna: The problem is that the pressure of doing so not only causes him a great deal of stress, but in his sheer determination, he constantly seems to plunge himself into danger. Last year, his efforts nearly cost him his tail.

  Branch: Yikes.

  Laguna: I've tried to make things easier for him this year by requesting a simple one-on-one meeting with him at this library rather than an extravagant party, but it seems that was to no avail.

  Branch: Yeah. To us Pop Trolls, there's no such thing as a low-key birthday celebration.

  Laguna: Anyway, I was hoping that you could keep an eye on Synth to make sure he doesn't... you know...

  Branch: Do anything stupid?

  Laguna: Yes. Just until 5:30 PM tomorrow.

  Branch: Alright.

  Laguna: Thanks, Branch.