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Cheryl's apartment...
She's got a living room, full kitchen, at least one (two?) rooms, a seperate bathroom, even a little balcony. She's living the high life! Your little box on Level 5 is nothing in comparison. Cheryl is even kind enough to cook you some food after you mentioned how pricey the food was on this level; you suppose she took some pity on you.
<span class="mu-r">”Oh my God... this is so good. What is this!? This is amazing...”</span>
She rolls her eyes. <span class="mu-b">”It's just some instant oatmeal. I didn't have any powered Molk, so I just used water and heated it in the microwave.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”You have a microwave!?”</span>
She goes off to change, and by the time she comes back, you feel much better. You needed something to eat. You want to thank her again, but she seems a bit more serious.
<span class="mu-b">”Max... what's the real reason you came to Level 4?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”You know why.”</span> You say, in-between bites. <span class="mu-r">”I wanted to help you with the crime families on this level, like you said. The Mafia. Something only The Mask can do.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">”Crossing levels of the city just to play at being a vigilante...”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”I'm not playing though!”</span>
