A giant broccoli known as the Divine Tree grows in the middle of the city and looks down upon Seasoning City. It's time to fill out surveys about career paths at Salt Middle School and the students are filled with various feelings. While they all talk about their hopes and dreams, Mob can't seem to think of anything himself.
She was like an evil spirit herself.
كانت كروح شرّيرة بحدِّ ذاتها
Als wäre sie selbst ein böser Geist.
Es un espectro.
Es un espíritu maligno.
Comme si c’était l’œuvre du mal.
Uno spirito maligno anche lei, sissignore.
É como se ela mesma fosse 
um espírito maligno.
Словно сама превратилась в злого духа!