A small suite of rooms connected to the main lobby have been set aside for the Terran Ambassador to the Autobots, Spike Witwicky, and his family. Human-style furnishings make this place somewhat incongruous against the polished steel enormity of . Spike Witwicky comes home to a rather familiar, nostalgic sight. He's holding a wreath under his arm, likely gleaned from the door, attempting to remove his jacket while watching the gameplay. It draws his attention for a good moment, before he shakes his head and grunts. "Daniel, what are you doing?"