I am, [ she realizes that her sudden invitation is a bit… unusual. she doesn’t remember him and he doesn’t remember her, but she doesn’t feel all that uncomfortable talking to him about the, er, strange happenings of the town. ] But I’ll leave it up to you. [ she doesn’t have a problem with it. ] If you’d prefer we can just walk around town instead, maybe see if anything sparks a memory or two.

No? That’s not too promising. [ she remembers being surrounded by all sorts of tech and… a disembodied voice? n- no. that’s silly. maybe she hit her head a lot harder than she thought. ] Maybe. I’m sure it’ll come to me eventually. [ hopefully. ]

Really? You… wouldn’t mind? Because, if not, I’d like that. [ it couldn’t hurt to know how to defend herself if, god forbid, something happened. ]

Music? Why don’t we head up Main Street then and check it out? [ she vaguely remembers tony and his “band” and… that’s not something she wants to think about right now. she can’t believe she was a groupie. ]