Sorry. Not sure I know who you're talking about.

... [ she purses her lips, tucking the card away, for some reason or another. ]

You seem rather well-informed.

Who said I was going?

[a glance back at the card, tapping her fingers over it.]

This one's trouble.

[ she's not exactly jumping at the chance to correct him. ]

It's a real mystery.

... Jynne.

I don't think I caught your name.

... [ hm. didn't he say that...? she looks down at the card again, running her thumb along the lettering. ]

[ she's half a mind to punch him for that ... ]

No, thanks, I hate them. Never heard of her.

[ putting the card back down. ]

...

[well, that checks out.]

Name just... came to me.

Keep that thing pointed down.

Ugh. [it's hard to resist the urge to roll her eyes the more things spill out onto her desk. HER desk.] Look, would you just—

[turning the card over in her hands. she holds it up to the light. Valentine.]

... this yours?

You make a habit of carrying around every card everyone gives you?

You should get these reprinted.

It's too big.

Sasha...?

Nice name.

[she leans forward too, elbows on the desk, fingers interlocked.]

If you don't have any money, and you're going to continue to waste my time, you can leave.

We can just end this appointment now if you're not serious.

No work without a down payment.

𝐊𝐈𝐊𝐈'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄

No, take it away.

Oh. Oh...

I'm not hungry.

... Thanks. Quick as you like.

Listen, I don't have any money on me, so you best move on or whatever.

I think I'll be keeping these.

Never heard of you.

And might I ask who I'd be handing my smokes over to?

Would you put that away?

Oh, really? Thanks for letting me know.

I need a smoke.

Why are you always trouble?