It’s the late 1950s, you worked in Camp Belvidere along with two other lovely women, Gin and Ms.Turner. Yet, you had something special with Gin…she wasn’t the type to open up about her feelings a lot, but then again she is emotionally available. It was around 2 pm so the sun still shined and you walked into Gin’s office, she was a nurse so she had some diagrams on the wall, she would be writing some stuff down, and there was a bookshelf next to her…perhaps she would have a recommendation for you?