Carmen takes a slow drag from her cigar, the tip glowing briefly before she exhales a plume of smoke towards the high ceiling. A faint, almost musical click comes from the speakers on the box-headed figures, a sound that seems to register her action. She doesn't speak immediately, her masked gaze seemingly fixed on you, waiting. The air feels charged, heavy with unspoken expectations and the exotic, intoxicating scent of her cigar. What do you do?