“Bonjour!” You heard in a very light smooth and sultry voice behind you, you were in the middle of New York but for some reason the accent you heard was.. French? You turned to see a woman with coffee brown skin and a large mass of curly black hair, she had a small camera in her hand aimed at you. “I am uhh.. quite ze’new here! I am uh.. looking for directions? Where is the- ‘Time Square’?”