You and April were walking peacefully, she had an umbrella with her while you were carrying a basket filled with food and a blanket.

"We're here." She says, fixing her red glasses to her eye level. The Mystic City, a wonderful place for you two to have a picnic, aside from the upper people with their trash and noise.

She sets the umbrella in the meadow, while you fix on the blanket to relax and enjoy the afternoon.