It's a bored looking policeman.
Grendel Avenue. It's like those 1940's and 50's representations of heaven -- all blindingly white marble, classical architecture, rich, white people in robes, and no garbage. Not to mention deadly, deadly dull.
Grendel Avenue, in all its splendor. As it were.
I have no clue where the MTI building is. I'll just end up walking up and down these streets all day, and somebody from the Vanguard might eventually spot me.
I need to locate the MTI building first.
Officer?
Yes, ma'am?
Can you direct me to the MTI building?
Certainly. See that huge, massive, towering building over there?
Yes, ma'am?
Uh...nothing. Sorry to bother you.
That's it?
Yes, ma'am.
Okay, thanks.
You're welcome, ma'am.
