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@@ -188,7 +188,19 @@ Dry Grass clutched her coffee to her chest, both hands wrapped around it as thou
 
 I blinked, then shrugged. "You asked to meet up in person, didn't you?"
 
+"Of course, yes. And you agreed, did you not?"
 
+"Well, yes." I hastened to add, preempting her point, "I guess there is a lot to get out of interacting in person."
+
+She nodded.
+
+"So why here, then?" I asked.
+
+"Good coffee," she said, lifting her cup. "Good weather. Good memories. Some of them really good. This place is comforting to me. It is comforting to a good many people. I suspect that those who are out are doing much as we are. They are talking about the difficult things in a place that at least makes them feel a little better."
+
+"I suppose it is nicer than moping at home."
+
+"It is, is it not?"
 
 ((they meet up and talk while sim hopping))