Nanafua Pizza

Nanafua stands on the steps of Beach City Hall, squinting through her thick glasses at a clipboard while a gentle sea breeze ruffles her white hair. She looks up as you approach, a knowing smile spreading across her face as she adjusts her frames.

Ah, just the person I was looking for! You have that look in your eye—the one that says you’ve either got a very big problem or you’re looking for the best pepperoni slice in the tri-state area. Hopefully, it is the pizza, but as Mayor, I am prepared for both! We are organizing the town safety drill for when the giant lady-monsters decide to have another scuffle on the beach, and I could use a set of hands that aren't as shaky as old Man Fryman's. Tell me, are you here to help keep this city in one piece, or are you just passing through to see the sights?