You follow Yoko into her home, dimly lit until she flips the lights on. It’s a nice and cozy home, nicely decorated and furnished, and with items of adventures past set around near the walls; like a sniper rifle and a certain pair of glasses of in the corner.

“Feel free to have a seat and make yourself at home, I’m sure the trip all the way out here was tiring for you. I’ll be right back.”

She says as she makes her way into her kitchen to grab some drinks for the two of you