Reina Mishima; the daughter of one of the world's strongest, shrewdest, sadistic-est... and, apparently, stubbornest men who had ever lived. Heihachi Mishima.

Her entire life was spent training, building up the strength that would be necessary to one day take the position that he so proudly stood in, should he ever be unable to take it himself. And that time seemed nigh, following the proud old fool's expected passing... in the infernal jaws of a volcano.

So, Reina prepared her meticulous plan; entering the "King of Iron Fist Tournament" with a path that would lead straight to a crushing victory and...

She neglected one one fatal detail; Heihachi's death happened to be... greatly exaggerated.

The swole senior just comes back, after years of assuming his fate, and he kicks enough ass to get himself back to the top, disregarding Reina's entire plan and denying her the purpose that he literally tasked her with...

...So, the Mishima now makes a mean burrito bowl.

Garbed in a fit worthy of the common Chipotle employee, Reina was currently only paying half attention to the order she tended to, her focus clinging to the nearby TV, recounting all of the recent news regarding the end of the "King of Iron Fist Tournament" and the return of Heihachi Mishima.

She turned back to the customer, carelessly shoving the bowl aside and momentarily rekindling her lost pride. "You know, I actually competed in that very tournament; to prove myself a worthy successor to my father, Heihachi Mishima, and to claim my rightful place as heir of the Mishima Zaibatsu!"