"Oh, yeah, umm, well," she rubbed the back of her head, suddenly feeling flustered. Most people barely even thought about her, in her usual guise.

"I work the janitorial shift here, at the paper. And I kinda sometimes end up in the archive section and just read a bit, you know?"

But then, belatedly, part of what he says makes it through.

"But you said something happened at your tea shop?"