// KOTAKU — GAMING
Jason And Lucia’s Fridge Is Full Of Little Details That Are Driving Me Crazy
As a newcomer to Grand Theft Auto games preparing to play GTA 6, I’m genuinely awed by the level of world detail we just saw in the 26-minute gameplay presentation over on Netflix. I’m obsessed with the small stuff: Lucia’s gorgeous hair and the way it swishes and sways naturally! The TV ads! The detail in signs as you walk or drive through Leonida! But there’s one very, very specific moment in particular that I keep pausing and winding back, because the level of detail is making me feel some things: it’s the moment when Jason grabs a drink out of the fridge in his and Lucia’s kitchen.
My guy, my gal, what is going on in here? What is happening in your fridge? Hello? Do you need help? A vegetable, perhaps?
Now, I get it. We don’t have a great sense yet of where in the story this takes place. Maybe the pair haven’t lived here for very long. Maybe this is just a safehouse and not a place they intend to spend large quantities of time in. But somehow, I’m not sure that’s the case. The fridge is covered in cute sticky notes, seemingly written by Lucia. They say stuff like, “HYDRATE! Drink that water” and “NO MORE SNACKING” and “You are STRONG” and “Work Out Every Day.” It’s got photos all over it too, of what seem to be Lucia and her friends, and a bill with a reminder to pay. Those are not the signs of a temporary residence: to me, this reads like Lucia at least has been living here a while and thus has had ample opportunity to stock this kitchen properly.
Also, at least one of them clearly has stocked it. Poorly. Let’s take a look here and see what’s in the fridge:
Wow! Okay! So from what we can see here, we have both Sprunk and eCola, sodas returning from past GTA games. So we have soda. We have…several different kinds of alcohol, including a beer just called “Logger” and another called “Lavazas.” We have some pre-made smoothies in “Blitz Berry” and “Blitz Green” flavors and a protein shake. There seems to be stronger alcohol in here too, I think what might be Triple Sec? Maybe also some strawberry liqueur back there? Something that looks like a half-empty water bottle? And, my absolute least favorite thing in here, a tub of spreadable salted butter, the only thing you can see that could reasonably be classified as a “food,” I guess, by some standard.
Jason! Lucia! Guys! Come on! Doing crimes is hard work! You gotta eat better than soda, smoothies, protein shakes, and alcohol! Desperate for some sign that these folks have ever consumed a vegetable, I cast my eyes around the rest of the kitchen. You can see the sticky notes on the top freezer when Jason backs out of the fridge, and one seems to be a recipe. I can make out: Sour cream, corn starch, egg, water, salt. I think this is a scrambled eggs recipe, maybe, but none of these ingredients are in the fridge. There’s a “Pick up” list on there, too, with items such as Wipes, Strips, Pads, Highlighter, something starting with a B I can’t make out, and “Treats for the baby,” whatever that means (dog maybe, based on the “WOOF” floor mat?) Nothing resembling real food, anyway.
The couple have pots on top of the fridge, clearly not used to cook anything, because there are 0 actual ingredients in this house. There’s a toaster, which I guess could be filled with bread, if they owned any, that could then be buttered with that spread in the fridge. The cutting board sitting out is so suspiciously clean! There is one dish in the sink, a mug, perhaps to be paired with the coffee maker on the opposite counter and some coffee lurking in a cupboard? Fine, though the super-full bottle of dish soap and the lack of a sponge anywhere to be seen has me doubting anyone is doing dishes very often here. There’s a great knife collection in a knife block underneath a very sad yellow microwave. A single empty bowl and spoon sit out on the bar but I cannot fathom what they would have contained. Water? Butter? Tequila?
But I haven’t even touched on the worst offense here: The spice situation. Look,