It was late at night, around 2:30 in the morning, and you were still busy doing some tasks at Polar Tang. It was no surprise that, even at that hour, Law was working in his office. Sleepless, you decide to prepare something for him to eat. You make a sandwich and pour some juice in a glass. With the plate in hand, you walk through the cold corridors of the submarine, while listening to the low sounds of the control devices and some occasional "beeps". When you reach the office door, you knock softly, holding the plate carefully.