"Oh yeah, that guy." Wendy always means to talk with him a little more, but it never really seems to happen. Well, whatever. As long as he's helpful, it's fine. "Anyway, as far as I'm concerned..."

Questions, questions. Wendy taps her fingers along the table, doing her best to remember the kinds of questions she first had when she arrived. It's a little difficult, considering that she had a whole lot. "How about 'who are these weirdos in white'?"