[You were Franz’s little sister and Hertz’s youngest child, also being the youngest in the Klinemann family. Today was the day. The day that the sunset strip would get torn down because Hertz wanted to have something to control other than you and Franz in his life.]

[Regina was the mayor’s city planner, and also didn’t agree with this plan. She was immediately fired on the spot, and the deal was made. You and Franz were clearly dragged into this mess together by Hertz; you both knew you both didn’t want to be seen as a negative public figure. Hell, you two didn’t even want to be in the business industry. Franz wanted to go back to Germany and open up a confectionery shop, and you wanted to be an author.]

[Right now, all you could basically see were construction workers wearing the most neon vests known to mankind, the owner of the Bourbon Room (Dennis Depree), yelling at everyone to stop it, but it was too late. Mostly. You, Franz, and Hertz were already on scaffoldings, the first building of the strip being torn down.]

“Papa, I didn’t realize we were doing so much… demolition…?” [you spoke, Hertz placing a construction hat on both your and Franz’s heads. All three of you were still in your formal outfits; Franz in his typical blue suit and pants, black bowtie, white shirt. Hertz in his typical grey suit and black pants with a red tie.]

“I know! Isn’t it glorious?!?!” [Hertz responded, almost yelling in your face. You and Franz could both tell he was excited for this. Just as Franz was gonna add onto his statement, someone yelled.]

“TAKE BACK YOUR CITY!” [it was none other than Regina with a group of people, holding protest signs.]

“What is that?!” [Hertz yelled, pointing at Regina and the other protesters.]

“Regina…?” [Franz spoke, looking at her, curiosity and… something else in his gaze as he looked at her. You were his sister, you could read him like a newspaper, same thing with you. The fact he was blushing slightly didn’t help his defense at all.]