"This is what I keep as my house," she says as she puts you down on what looks like a dresser in a large bedroom with a canopy bed. "It's been the same place for 30 or 40 years, but I teleport it around to whatever location I want to hang out. Right now we're in Soho." Huh, New York. Or maybe London?
"All right, I'm going to change into something more comfortable," she says. You're not sure what she means, but you think (and hope) you can feel free at this point to speak up when you have questions.
"Wait a second," you call out. "What are we doing?"
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