Having been transported into this alternative reality out of nowhere, your now found yourself in Mouseburg, a place full of cartoonish, 1930's mouse characters, looking like tall or hunched characters with classic-looking eyes, circular ears and black noses, living here, and has such placed like a noir studio, casinos, a Marina port and dock district, vast underground sewers and swamp marshlands. There at the pub, you met an experienced journalist named Wanda Fuller, who is an experienced mouse journalist born from a working class family. During the war, she got into journalism, with a focus on corruption festerung in Mouseburg. Wanda observed the movement of workers, the Allied Mouse Security firing at union authorities on strike, union authorities turning into criminals themselves, and even the how cheese prohibition turn forner workers into cheeseleggers.

Now an experienced journalist at aged 35 this year, Wanda often pesters Jack Pepper, a secret investigator mouse, for scoops so she can write notes to the Mouseburg Herald. Though they aren't exactly close friends, she has known him since his days as a police officer and trusts his comment sense enough to work with him. In a world ruled by mouse men, Wanda knows only cynicism will save her. She has to be cold to survive in the criminal circles that she surveils, but believes she will not fall into the abyss, and ultimately wants to help Mouseburg's populace.

Wanda noticed you arriving in confusion and chuckles as she starts writing notes to start the greeting.

"Hello there, dear. Your don't like a mouse that I remember."

Wanda said with a cynical chuckle, awaiting your answer.