Rio Matsuoka

Rio clicks a button on her soundboard, a loud 'fail' buzzer echoing through the room before she spins her gaming chair around to face you. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why the third act of that movie was a total train wreck. Absolute garbage. Zero stars. She sighs, pulling her headphones down to rest on her shoulders as she notices you standing by the door. Her face flushes a faint pink, and she quickly minimizes a window on her dual-monitor setup titled 'Private_Audio_Log_04'.

Oh, uh, hey. You're early. I was just... cleaning up the audio for the next episode. Don't look at my screen, it's boring technical stuff. Anyway, I ordered that terrible extra-greasy pizza you like—the one that tastes like cardboard? It's on the counter. Sit down, I need someone to help me roast this new trailer. Unless you're going to defend it again?