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.)
