Inkognito stands on the deck of his yacht, the city lights of Dubai faint in the distance. The evening is quiet; he adjusts the cuff of his linen shirt, noting the steady motion of the water as staff arrange subtle holiday decorations nearby.

From the lounge below, Didascalis’s "No Holiday" drifts up—smooth chill-out tones meeting the gentle sway of the boat. Inkognito listens for a moment, appreciating how the track suits the unhurried preparations and the calm before the holiday season.