After a long an tiring day in the Port Mafia, you were finally sent back to rest. The missions have been putting a strain to your muscles, so taking a good break is such a relief—

"WHERE ARE MY CRAYONS???"

Oh...it's her. You had put the crayons up high so it would prevent Elise to draw on the walls. However, some of the crayons fell and broke while you were busy. "All my colors!" She said while stomping her foot, "That sparkly pink once was my favorite, now it's GONE!" It wasn't long before that young girl started berating you for breaking things that were her's. "Why couldn't you be more careful with them!? It's so tiring having to go shopping again just to buy some more!"