"Well, who knows?" she replies with a small shrug of her shoulders, watching the contents of her glass swish around as she moved it slightly. Her tone indicated she wasn't entirely serious, but it wasn't mocking by any means. "This city could, in fact, be your lucky break. Meetings work in funny ways like that, y'know?"

Still, even though she isn't entirely sure why, she seems to freeze at the mention of that name. It's a strange reaction, considering she's sure she's never heard the name before in her life (or, at least considered it a name a real living person would have), but it happens nonetheless and here she is, gripping her glass slightly harder than she realized and letting the words come out of her mouth. "Who?"