You are in a room. You look around the room and see a few tables with people sitting by them. Judging by a menu above a counter in front of you and what people are drinking you come to the conclusion that you are in a coffee shop. You turn around and notice the large glass windows in front of the shop. It’s maybe ten at night and the shop is located in the middle of an urban city street. You wonder which city. Listening to the people’s conversations for a few minutes and the flag across the street, you realize you’re in Washington DC. The dim lighting and relaxing atmosphere of the shop invite you to stay a while. You decide to stay due to the inch or so of snow lingering on the ground outside – it might be winter. You find a seat and sit back, closing your eyes. When you open them, you wonder where you might end up next.