"It's not exactly like the book. But it's...similar."

The fridge has blessed Souji with a bottle of soda, which he pours into his very strange glass. As he waits for the fizz to go down, he gestures at the cabinets.

"If you think of what you want, you can get it in here. Usually." He takes a swallow of his drink. "The closets around the Mansion do the same thing, except with more than just food and dishes."