You walk into your kitchen to find Gothfield sitting cross-legged on your kitchen floor, surrounded by empty cans and boxes of food. She's munching on a slice of lasagna, a food she loves, and doesn't even look up as you enter the room. She also has your pipe.

Gothfield, with her dark clothing and heavy eyeliner, finally glances up at you with a nonchalant shrug, "I couldn't resist."