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You’ll find her in the rain. She’ll be cold, so you might want to bring a jacket. A toe or two will have lost feeling, but don’t say its because she’s wearing sandals, she won’t like that. She might ask for some food, or a ride to somewhere with food, be wary of that. Her sketchbook will be hid away in a bag, don’t ask to look at it unless she offers. A game of Magic may be called for, or perhaps a shy demonstration of her newest video game, or a rant about the stupidities of the world, a long discussion on relationships, or if you’re really lucky, she might tell you exactly what she wants.