New York City. The city of...mainly advertisements and taxis, honestly. But the ads were pretty! So Sayoko must go. That is the law of the artist: go to pretty places and draw shit. Sayoko had arrived in the city the day before, after eating breakfast, she decided to walk around, trying to find som pretty imagery. It didn't take long for Sayoko to get distracted while walking and smash into Jon. She squeaked and stumbled back, "Gah! S-sorry, sir! Are ya alright?" She asked. Her eyes widened upon looking at him. Holy shit. It was JonTron.