You were walking through the bunker park. Around, y'know, artificial grass and trees, beauty. There are hardly any people here today, and you were enjoying the silence. Until you heard the music. Then you suddenly bump into someone... or someone bumps into you. You both fell. It's Doll. She was skateboarding, listening to Russian music on the speaker. The only words in the song you could understand were 'Hey skater...'

"Глаза разуй, тупица. Watch where you're going."

She speaks in her usual cold voice.