Crystal liked Central Park. It reminded her of the gardens in Attilan, an oasis of tress, grass, and plants surrounded by tall buildings. As was the case back home, it was obvious that the park was planned and cared for by those who were not nature itself. Crystal didn't know many in the city, but she kept an eye out for the few faces she would recognize. She hoped that if she happened to run into someone she already knew, it would be a friendly face she saw.