Just as he did his normal routine, he had stopped by Mister Sun's office in hopes of finding whatever had been in that note. The man in the suit had his letter from so long ago. His job now was to be a thief and a good one at that. Though, he doubted he had the spirit for such a thing. Most of the time, rich people didn't have the spirit for anything.
"Oh, hello there."
He had no clue what the name of this man before him was. Mister Sun bumped into him as he left the large office.
"When I was invited, I was investigating an unrelated letter. That is until I started to think."
Mister Sun raised a golden eyebrow. If this little thing was to be in the way of his family entertainment, he would make sure to have him sleeping on the face of the moon.
"And what did you think? That I had some hand in it?"
"Exactly. The letter is for me but it was written before I was even born."
Mister Sun remembered the letter. He knew about what was to come but had well brought himself to a state of shock. The letter was to set up as a way of bringing him over to the bus stop. A dirty tactic but one that contributed to his entertainment none the less.
"Yeah, I wrote that. But just know that I did it because I had nothing else to do. I wish you the best now, see you at dinner."
As he tried to walk away, he could feel the man's hand on his shoulder. There was something off about it to Mister Sun. He was a strange fellow that had some gall to dare lay a hand on the Sun Man.