[All of a sudden, the Magic Mirror starts going haywire as the glass starts to glow with a strange light.]
"Helloooooo, Cursed Cafe. I hope I'm not interrupting you during your peak business hours. No, wait...I hope I am."
"Wh-what is this now? How did you know to reach us like this?"
"You.....you're the Lightbringer, aren't you? Powah Broker!"
"I'm flattered that you were able to tell. But I'm afraid flattery will get you nowhere, Ultimate Maid."
"Hey Powah Broker, what the hell are you playing at here?"
"After you stopped the Shredder for making the magic-laced Mutagen I'd requested of him, I'd think you'd know the answer to that. In particular, I want to address the Ultimate Maid here."
"Don't think I'm not one to see through a ruse. You've made yourself out to be more passive and helpless than you really are, but I know there is much you have been holding back."
"I don't see how that's any of your business."
"It's my business because you have been imposing upon my business! Your all smiles service, moral support, and careful tending to this place have been instrumental in bringing villains here to purchase magic drinks from you, even when they could be out in the City purchasing similarly powerful conveniences from me."
"So that's what this call is really about? You're freaking jealous?"
"I'm the guy who makes the stuff that gets sold here! If you want to blame someone, blame me and leave Akane out of your shit!"
"Actually, I was next hoping to speak to the people who run the market in the back. Would you be so kind as to bring them out?"