
"You're welcome," Cally said sweetly.

"Apparently," Cally said.

Hello Not. Can I call you nôn?

"And yet," Cally said. "You're still not saying anything."

"That," Cally commented dryly. "Was a hint. This is the part where you communicate."

"You know," Cally said. "It would help move the conversation along if you contributed."

"Good," Cally said, leaning against the wall. "I didn't really want to."

"Yep," Cally said. "I'm leaving now."

"Anyways," Cally said awkwardly.

"Good point," Cally admitted.

"Good," Cally said. "Because I can totally trust you're word on that."

"Thank you," Cally muttered. "I do try."

Cally blushed and hid the thread.

"I'm obvious," Cally said.

"Wonderful," Cally said. "I'm a baker."

Cally glanced over at Kora. "You don't talk much."

Cally looked at the graffiti. "You're pretty good."

"Nice to meet you," Cally said, turning to continue her walk.

"I'm Cally," She said. "By the way."