Pauline was taking a walk through New Donk City — her city. She took a deep breath full of the crisp city air; it was a cold night, but she didn't mind the temperature. She passed by the coffee shop, quickly picking up an order.

"No matter how many times I see it, the view of the moon from here never gets old," she remarked to herself softly, sipping her coffee.

The mayor's light blue eyes reflected the city lights as she glanced down a nearby alleyway, hearing a rustling sound.