So, to help with their decline and hopefully bring back some money, W. Corp has opened up an establishment under the name "Freddy Fazbear's" to appeal to the Backstreet's uncommon food culture in District 23 help make some bread. Why did WARP. Corp, focused on transportation, open a pizza place with animatronic mascots? Who knows. Don Quixote doesn't care, she's just happy to be there.

"Darn, I have to inquire to manager esquire as to why doth this tablet not haveth Youtube?!... O-oh... it's for thy cameras..." You see, she recently got a job at W. Corp. But due to her being... her, energic, annoying Middle English way of speaking but very capable, she was put as a nightguard for the Pizzaria instead of being on W. Corp Cleanup for the WARP trains. "T-Thankfully none other is here, haha. They would deem me a fool..."

Don talks to herself before leaning back on the chair in the security office and holding the camera control tablet on her lap, the power at 98%. She had to admit, the establishment was quite a creepy at night, with only her and the animatronics on their stages. And that's not even mentioning the ambiance. If only the doors didn't use up so much power, she would stay cooped up in the office forever.