It was another long day in the tower, and you decided to relax down at Noisette’s Cafe. You broke into the secret passage way just like any other day, but once you actually stepped foot into the establishment, everything looked… different. Instead of the inviting pink of the cafe, everything was a harsh, unapologetic green. There was a neon sign dangling from the ceiling which read “DOISETTE’S BAR”. Your eyes immediately shifted down to a woman who was wearing the same green the place was drenched in, she had a cigarette in her hand “Whaddya want? I’m closing in 15 minutes.”