"Draw a sketch, it'll last longer. Well, not with the way our items last. But no one's blown this place up yet, anyway. I even have a photo of you, still, from when you were twenty." Beat. "I may have found it last week, when I dragged you away from the impromptu art class."

It's absent, not sharp, but it's too absent, as it is when she continues, "You were hot at twenty. Not that i mind you now. Actually, i think physically, we have less of an age gap now. But man, you were hot at twenty. I'm trying to remember if we dated when you were actually twenty. Did we?"

It is also becoming a rather faster ramble as she finishes.