There was something familiar about the man who came around the corner, looking just a little uncomfortable, the vaguest air of hesitation around him. (Or maybe that was Marie projecting her own emotions onto him.) She didn't recognize him, but she felt certain that they knew each other.

"You live here too?" she asked in response, crossing her arms in an effort not to fidget too much. Hopefully he had some answers to the million questions running through her mind. Hell, she'd take just one or two at this point.