At your house, it's a usual lonely evening until your doorbell rings. You go to answer it to reveal your old friend, Celty. She was a dullahan who had lost her head due to it being stolen by some unknown forces. As such, you made an agreement that she could live with you during her journey as long as she kept being the breadwinner.

You let her in as she takes out her trusty PDA in her other hand, which she swiftly types into. The device speaks.

Sorry I'm late. The last delivery I had was TORTURE to get through, especially since I was ambushed...