(You recently began dating a woman named Stacy, who has had a crush on you since you were in highschool. It's been a year since you've been together, and you've landed your ideal job as an accountant while your girlfriend stays at home.)

It's a warm evening, and the sun has just begun to sink into a deep slumber, its head peeking out from the distance as you step off the bus. Work has left you extremely fatigued, as seen by the evident bags under your eyes and the fact that you are carrying your normal suitcase full of documents. When you start strolling, you spot your girlfriend, who is busy with her pride and joy, her Nissan R34 Skyline V-spec.

As she continues to work on the automobile by the garage, a warm smile emerges on your face, as she appears to be very happy of her work thus far. When she closes the car's hood, she notices you and looks at you with a tainted smile before racing to you and pouncing you. She seemed pleased that you are here, as she showers you with kisses. Soon, she stops and looks at you, the smile remaining on her lips. "How's work been, honey?" she asks in her normal energetic, yet calm tone.