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[ Tommy's bored and unnerved, which means he's going to inflict it on everyone else, just to have some release. What follows might be a series of quick cuts by someone overly enamored with a blur transition. ]

So we've got. Apartment.

[ Living room. Cluttered surfaces and shoes discarded in the middle of the room. Bedroom. The bed is completely unmade, but it doesn't look like a lot of stuff has made it into the room. The closet is completely empty. ]

Dust mites grow better when you make your bed.

[ Bathroom. Reasonably clean, except for the soaking wet towels on the floor. ]

Dome.

[ Now he's somewhere near the river. Tommy has no idea where, really. He's still getting the lay of the land. ]

Dome.

[ Trees. He's nowhere near the original location and is, in fact, on the other side of the dome. ]

Dome.

[ Rocky coastline along one of the islands. ]

This is NOT Doctor Strange's place.

[ It's actually 8 Grandage Place, not that he recognizes it, but he feels like it has the right vibe.. ]

This is also not Doctor Strange's place.

[ Wayne Manor is actually looming in the distance over his shoulder. ]

Bribery spot number one. The best robo-coffee is here -

[ Corrinne's Cafe. It looks open and inviting, and Tommy actually turns to look inside. ]

Wait here.

[ And then he just wanders off inside the cafe, leaving the device running outside and wandering out about five minutes later with a coffee. ]

You dorks still here? Okay, cause we gotta get something straight.

[ Back to Wayne Manor. ]

ALSO - not the Avengers Mansion. I think this is actual old money shit. This isn't Hoboken by the golf course money. Moving on.

[ What looks like a glass geodesic dome to one side of the screen: it's the Thistlespring lab. Tommy's shooting it a look. ]

That's either a greenhouse or EXTREMELY SKETCHY STUFF goes on in there, you know? Like there's a third possibility of "nerds", but nerds don't that kind of ceiling space. Are they growing tropical trees? Is it a giant clean room? What's in the bubble?

[ The verrrrry edge of Xue Yang's street, as close as you can get without setting a toe onto it. Tommy smirks and wiggles his fingers dramatically. ]

OOOoooOOOoooo forbidden street.

[ The interior of Roxx, for those that recognize it. Tommy's now wearing a sweater striped in about five shades of green and brown. ]

Bribery round two. The clothes are decent.

[ Outside of Rocky's Barcade. Tommy holds a hand up and rocks it from side-to-side. ]

This, this is not bribery. These games are slow. Cri. Min. Al. Ly. Slow. You know what you're better off doing?

[ He's leaving Dhaliwal to Wall Books, with a hardcover that looks like it should be a Kurt Vonnegut book, but isn't. ]

Literally anything. But you can't do anything, because you're limited to what they can cram inside the dome, which somehow includes an eighth of Manhattan with nothing inside, like that isn't sketchy. I feel great about 30 Rockefeller Center not even having a security station inside. Not even a desk. They've got a whole ass empty hospital, but they're barely trying on some of this stuff. There's at least three churches or temples, but no barbershop. How are you all cutting your hair? Why is everything so random? Harry's Hideway isn't doing a very good job of hiding when the sign says Harry's Hideaway.

You know what I found today? Catacombs. WIth bones. WHOSE bones are they are and why is nobody freaking out? Because I'm convincing myself that they're plaster, but I don't know what bones or plaster feel like. I'm not loving it, and all the free clothes and books in the dome aren't going to make it better.