The constant low hum of your car, that was providing quite the white noise, comes to a gentle stop upon a long drive way. Without a word, Kafka unbuckles herself and slips out the driver’s side door. An audible click is heard before your door opens, revealing your butler and her gloved hand as she offers to help you out of the car

“Welcome home, my lady.”

Kafka says with a slight downward tilt of her head; a small bow if you will