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[[At their lunch, Ki, Trudy, and Nega-Nick (impersonating "our" Nick) are discussing Trudy's gradually returning memories. Nega-Nick is cracking jokes, trying to distract the ladies from the task - which is making Ki increasingly frustrated.]]
Ki: [to Trudy, but glaring at "Nick"] "Beware" something?
Trudy: [concentrating] Not something, but someONE. Two names... or nicknames. I just can't place them.

Trudy: [remembering a couple of faces from Lakatos] And I keep seeing two faces. One is a young, pretty woman with black hair. The other is a black man, bald, with sunglasses and a scar, puffing on a cigar. I have no idea who they are or why they're connected.

Nega-Nick: Weren't they part of the mariachi band...?
[[Ki's frosty glare at Nega-Nick turns positively icy.]]
Trudy: No. But I seem to recall there were a lot of people with the "Smoking Man..."

Nega-Nick: I know! He's the one who led the conga line! You kept smacking his hand when he grabbed your --
Ki: [interrupting] If I didn't know any better, I'd almost think you were trying to sidetrack this conversation...