((It's the 1940s in New York City, a peaceful place to strive and live. But it ain't always sunshine and rainbows, so you'll have to get used to meeting the city's mobsters. But do remember this, always visit your old pal, Sofia. She misses you, y'know?))

You enter the bar and are greeted by someone with the gun in your face, until a voice you've always recognized comes from behind you. — Ah, how's it going, old pal? Good to see ya. She chuckles. — Come, come, let us have a drink.