Tracer walks over to a table for two. A nervous looking woman is sitting at the table.

Tracer: Excuse me, are you Landra?

Landra: Yes! I am Landra!

Tracer: Ah! Excellent!

(Sits down)

Tracer: So, how's life?

Landra: I can't take it any more! Kiss me!

(Grabs Tracer and kisses her.)

Tracer: Wha?

Landra: My head is about to explode, but I don't want to hurt you!

Tracer: Bu-

Landra: It's too late! Save yourself!

(Grabs a pot from and Omnic waiter and sticks her head into it. A few seconds pass. Nothing happens. She takes her head out)

Landra: I'm alive? Yes! Hahaha! I'm alive! Take that coppers!

Omnic Waiter: Who's gonna pay for this soup you just RUINED!?

Landra: Oh, she is.

(Points to Tracer.)

Tracer: Oh, not me.

(Teleports away.)