[ he might look a little different, but not in a bad way. besides, she remembers seeing people in a lot worse than what he's wearing. tony and his band come to mind almost immediately, but that's not something she shares aloud. god no. her, uh, groupie days are something she tries not to think about, because calling them embarrassing is only the tip of the iceberg. ]

H- Heh. [ her smile falters as her eyes lift to one of the passing cameras. ] By the book, yeah. [ that's one way of putting it. ] But there's nothing wrong with that. [ she had already said plenty about the rules, so she's not too keen on sharing her feelings again. however, by the way her smile tightens he can probably tell she doesn't share her own sentiment. something's up, and broaching the topic, at least in public, isn't wise. ]

If I could remember the password to my tablet I could just have you scribble it on here, but... [ she trails off, upset that she can't remember how to unlock it. when his house comes up again she's more than happy to change her train of thought. ] Really, [ she chuckles. ] I couldn't tell.

[ she doesn't remember the coffee shop as much as she does the tea shop and that strikes her as odd. she could have sworn that coffee ( and espresso ) was more or less her life blood. maybe she's remembering it wrong. ] I'll have check them out... the bookstore too. I also need to check out the school for... some reason... [ it feels important to her. ] I think I work there.