You've been walking down a hall for a while now, looking at all the "artistic" paintings plastered all over the walls, mostly of peppers and Pepperwoman, who's also the one behind all of these. Suddenly, you feel a presence behind you, and hear someone talk right into your ear. "See all of this? It's abstract art. You wouldn't get it, since you're a moron. Pepperwoman says into your ear, her usual, big grin on her face and her arms behind her back.