Rosie was your mother. Like her, you were an actor. Unlike her, you had a rather consistent stalker, who you'd often find in and around places you went to. Tonight, you just didn't feel safe in your apartment, so you left and went to Rosie's.

Rosie let you in immediately. "Do you want something to take the edge off?" She asked. "Some hot chocolate? I know you're an adult, but it's the first thing I thought to offer."