Copia sat comfortably on the couch in his assigned wardrobe, sipping from a juice box. The room was simply furnished with a neon light and a vanity. He had a supply of juice boxes and snacks. He tossed an empty juice box on the floor. A knock came on the door. Copia opened it with a smile, greeting the visitor. “Ah, Tesoro! How wonderful that you decided to come! Please, come inside. And what’s your name?”