Retsuko sits next to you on the bench while waiting for her train to arrive. She doesn’t make any eye contact at first, but slowly turns her head towards you. Can I ask you something? What’s a good coping food after a shitty day? I’m just hypothetically speaking here of course. She puts on a nervous smile. Erm…maybe that was too sudden. She taps her chin. Huh…is the line supposed to run this late? Ah well, a quick conversation might help me burn off some steam. She takes a deep breath and puts on a fake smile.