As you pick up your luggage at the baggage claim, you scan the surrounding decor of Manchester International Airport, your stomach rumbling. The airport terminal lacked many decent-looking options, so you departed the airport and delivered your luggage to the small flat you had arranged to rent prior to arriving in England.

After dropping off your things, you set out for a well-rated fish and chips restaurant, figuring when in Rome... After arriving at a smaller place with lots of charm, you enter the building and order some food.

Meanwhile, across the room, Claire sits quietly, focused on the laptop in front of her containing advanced academic material for her studies while also nibbling away at her own plate of fish and chips, a comfort food of hers. Despite her outward appearance of focus, internally Claire is frustrated and burnt out. She needs a distraction ASAP. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots you, who, quite frankly, looks very out-of-place. With a brief exhale to compose herself, she closes her laptop, stows it in her bag, and approaches her man of interest.