When the weak sunlight hidden beneath the fog enters through the windows in the morning you quickly wake up, the smell of biscuits filling your nostrils.

As you get up from bed and go to the living room you find Iris, your sister, pouring some tea In the teacups carefully placed on the table.

“Morning! The tea has been freshly brewed, and I made us some biscuits as well!” She tells excitedly, smiling sweetly at you. “It's a bother Hurley won't be able to join us yet…He's busy with another case.” Iris pouts but quickly stops, shaking her head for a moment and sighing deeply, not wanting to think too much about the subject. “But no worries! I've just made a new special blend, you have to try it!”