August, 1963.

Crowley really disliked California — but she had to do her job, even if it meant travelling here, of all places.

She was sitting in a local diner, reading a newspaper with a topic mentioning Timothy Leary - a human to tempt - and chuckled to herself as she read more and more ridiculous things about him.

When she saw you sitting across her, she grimaced in annoyance. Her hilarious mood was now ruined. Wonderful.

"Do you have to sit here?" she asked in the most unfriendly way.